Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter 113 Slap Herself?

Yolanda thought that Clara was choked by fear, so she mocked, "What? Are you afraid? I warn you that if you get close to him again, I will expose your scandal and let his wife punish you well. His wife will strip you naked in the street and beat you to spit blood. At that time, don't hate me. You deserve it."

Clara couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that Yolanda envied her very much.

But she didn't know that the woman sitting opposite her was Mr. Kirkland's wife.

What else did she say? Horace's wife was gonna slap her? So, Clara should slap herself?

It was so funny. Clara thought why things always went on by accident in the world.

Clara didn't want to listen to her anymore. She felt that this meeting was meaningless to her.

She stood up, "Since you finished your words, I'm leaving now. The magazine office has a lot of things to deal with. Please help yourself. Oh, I've paid for my coffee."

Yolanda didn't get what she wanted. She still felt that Clara was an obstacle.

"Oh, let me say one more word," Looking into the hatred in Yolanda's eyes, Clara added. "Love can't be forced by anyone."

Yolanda fell into the sofa.

Damn it! Why was Clara immune to both soft and hard tactics?

Clara trotted back to the periodical office and continued to write her news.

As for Yolanda, she didn't show any mercy. The fact could not be changed. She should teach Yolanda a lesson. If Yolanda continued to be entangled with Horace, it would definitely affect her career as a star. Clara did this for the sake of Yolanda. After all, they were both women, and it was not easy for them to make a living. Although Yolanda tortured her a lot, she couldn't be a person who would hit a man when he is down.

This day, everything was in order. And it was time to get off work. The people in the office were all busy today, and they left in unison after work.

Clara was the last one to leave the office. She noticed that the light in Darren's office was still on. She left quietly.

Horace sent her a message saying that he would go home for dinner tonight.

Clara asked him what he wanted to eat, but he answered brazenly, "Eat you."

Clara's face turned red again, and she couldn't help but think of the scene that the two of them took a bath together last night. They were eager to return home.

Passing by a flower shop, Horace bought a bunch of flowers and was going to give them to Clara to make her happy.

He knew that she liked lilies of the valley, which was mentioned in the information when he investigated Clara before.

The housemaid had already prepared the food, which was exquisite and nutritious.

Clara hoped that she could cook as well as a nanny. In this way, no matter how cunning Horace was, she could cope with him.

Clara liked the flowers sent by Horace very much. Smelling the fragrance of the flowers, she felt all her fatigue vanished. He even knew she liked lilies of the valley, which surprised Clara. Horace was very considerate.

After eating the food in his mouth, Horace asked Clara, "How's your day today? Is there anyone in the periodical office who is hard on you?"

It would be better if he didn't mention it. But when he mentioned it, Clara felt uncomfortable.

She replied, "No one in the office makes things difficult for me today. I have made such a great contribution. Who dares to bully me?"

"But your fan girl, Yolanda, came to me," added Clara.

Hearing this, Horace was unhappy. He had seriously warned her not to bother Clara this morning, but she turned around and went to make trouble for Clara.

Horace asked, "What did she say?"

"She didn't say anything. She just added fuel to the fire. She deliberately came to piss me off and mock me to appease her anger."

Horace smiled, "Didn't you think that you seek trouble for yourself?"

Seeing that Horace looked like an onlooker, Clara snorted in her heart.

When the magazine came out, it would be absolute that you would get pissed off. Just wait and see. Will you still be able to sit here and say sarcastic words as you are now?

Sure enough, a few days later, the magazine's report was on sale, and it was a big selling.

There was a heated discussion on the Internet.

Someone even congratulated Yolanda on micro-blog. It was really unacceptable.

"You have succeeded. Take him."

"I'm afraid the two of them are already glued to each other. Ring, ring, the bell of hot sex."

"Horace is so handsome. He is mine."

"Shame on you! Shame on you! Shame on you!"

Sarah was browsing the comments online and praised, "Clara, the magazine is popular this time, and its level will be definitely improved in the industry. It's too cool for a beauty to match a rich man." Clara was thinking whether Horace had read the magazine or not?

On the other side...

Horace was very unhappy to see that.

It seemed that everyone in the company had spread the news. He also received several calls from important clients. They just greeted him, intentionally or unintentionally, in order to get more information beyond the report.

What a cruel woman!

Horace looked at the name on the magazine and smiled.

At night, he wanted to teach her a lesson. This time, he couldn't let her go easily under her begging.

If he didn't teach her a lesson, she might not know how powerful he was.

When he was lost in his thoughts, Isaac came in and reported that he had come back with Alastair Jakovich. When mention THE Mr. Jakovich, Isaac's expression was vivid.

Horace asked Isaac to bring Alastair in at once.

Alastair was still in a state of shock after being tied up by Isaac.

He looked at Horace and blinked before he came to his senses.

He shouted, "Horace, what's wrong with you? Are you really my friend? Let me go!"

In the morning, in Alastair's private apartment, he was having a dream with a beautiful woman in his arms. Unexpectedly, he was dragged to the bed by a man. He looked up and saw the fierce Isaac. He was angry at that time.

Before Alastair could scold him, Isaac was about to tie him up. He knew what kind of person Isaac was. He said he had to put on his clothes at least, but he was dressed in a mess. As a result, he was tied all the way here by Isaac.

Along the way, he asked what had happened, but Isaac didn't answer. He was so pissed that his hands were shaking.

Now, he was still sitting in front of Horace, standing like a prisoner, without water to drink and even a smiling face.

Alastair was very angry, "Why are you looking for me, Horace? How can you invite someone like this?"

With fierce eyes, without any brotherhood, Horace asked coldly, "Alastair, let me ask you, did you sleep with a woman who was drugged in the Millennium Hotel two years ago?"