Chapter 69:
Claire quietly sighed, not opening her eyes as she said without hurry, "I really feel a little regret, coming to find him."
Then Claire fell silent, not saying anything anymore.
Him? The scholar, Camille? Jean was puzzled.
Claire felt somewhat gloomy. Was it lucky that she found out about those facts today?
Why did she feel an invisible net drawing close, and then continuously tighten, tighten...
"Claire, don't be this fidgety. The situation will definitely be settled. Don't forget, Duke Gordan is able to keep the Hill clan towering, naturally he is very capable. Your father and your elder brothers are all not to be trifled with." Walter consoled Claire.
Father? Elder brothers? Claire became a bit muddle headed, feeling that these two phrases were unfamiliar. Now that Walter brought it up, Claire remembered that indeed, she really did had a father and two elder brothers who all seemed to dislike her. And up until now, she hadn't met them before except for the one time at the two countries' competition when she saw her second brother, the man who had become the captain of the Griffin Squad at such a young age.
The next day, Claire and Lashia went to classes together. Claire told the maids to take good care of Summer and Ben, then repeatedly warned the two not to get into trouble. Only then did she leave.
But right after Claire just had a peaceful morning at school, at noon, someone came, flustered, reporting to Claire that there was a mishap at the Duke's castle, and he wanted Claire to go back quickly. If she didn't go back, the black clothed man she brought back was about to flip the Hill castle over.
"What on earth is going on?" Claire sat in the carriage, a faint trace of anger in her voice. Before leaving, she had repeatedly warned that uneducated dragon. Perhaps that idiot forgot it all? Not long after she left, he had actually made such a ruckus, it was about to get out of hand.
"The, the Marquis came back." The servant answered cautiously.
"The Marquis?" Claire was confused.
"It's Miss's father." The servant was also confused as he answered.
"Oh. What does that have to do with Ben making a ruckus?" Claire didn't understand. If he came back, then he just came back. She had the impression that man didn't like Claire one bit, so much that it could be said he loathed her.
"Because... Because the Marquis said some unflattering words about Miss, so, so the guests you brought back weren't happy." The servant said, exceptionally cautious.Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)
"Oh, what did he say?" Claire raised a brow and coldly laughed. Some unflattering words? Perhaps it's not as simple as that?
"Be more thorough about the matter." Jean said coldly from the side.
"You, you actually dare to scold me!" Marquis Roger was also furious. As a majestic Marquis, he was actually disgraced by a little brat, and even in the Hill Castle!
"So what if I cuss at you? You are a bastard. I have never met such a bastard father like you. Some people are born without a father and don't have a father's care. Claire has a father, but it's even worse for her!" It seemed like something had touched Summer's weak spot, her eyes wide, flickering.
"You!" Marquis Roger was so mad his whole body shook. He pointed at Summer. "Bring her away."
"Who dares!"
"Who dares!"
Two voices sounded at the same time.
One was Ben, the other was Claire, who had just reached the entrance.
Marquis Roger turned and saw the cold-faced Claire standing at the doorway. Although Claire was standing there calmly, she emitted an indescribable boldness that made the people behind Marquis Roger not dare to touch Summer.
"Claire." Once Summer heard Claire, she ran over and grabbed Claire's hand. "You came back."
"Yes." Claire looked at summer, a trace of a smile appearing on her face. In a low voice she said, "I heard everything you said. Thank you."
"Everything I said was the truth." Just by thinking of the argument, Summer became angry and said, "You actually have this kind of a father! Too evil."
"Claire! What kind of friends did you make?! So uneducated!" Marquis Roger angrily shouted the moment he saw Claire. In his vague memories of her, every time he scolded Claire angrily, Claire would become completely scared, and then Katherine would come out and shelter the useless child.
But Claire's response was completely out of his expectation. "I don't need you to question what kinds of friends I make. Also, you have never asked about my life. You haven't done it before, and you don't need to do it now, and you're not allowed to do it in the future even more so!" Claire said coldly, her voice resonating with power. "As an esteemed Marquis, isn't bickering like this with a little girl who isn't even fifteen years old too disgraceful, too humiliating to the Hill family name?"
Emery's expression changed slightly. Claire's words just now would only exacerbate the conflict. Thinking of this, Emery gave a meaningful glance at Claire, but Claire didn't pay attention. Naturally, she had something else planned.
Marquis Roger was thoroughly shocked. This was the Claire that people hated? The Claire who would act like a rat meeting a cat whenever she saw him? Was he imagining things? Why did he feel like she had this kind of boldness and aggressiveness?
"Are you talking to me? Are you talking to your father?" Marquis Roger asked coldly, his expression serious. As a father, being challenged was not allowed. No matter how capable his child was, it still wasn't allowed!
"How many fathers do I have? If I'm not talking to you, then am I talking to another father?" Claire replied cynically. Within her memories, she didn't seem to have many impressions of him besides him shouting at Claire.
Everybody's expressions changed. The Miss actually dared to go against the Marquis like this!
"You!! You impudent!" Marquis Roger's face darkened. Claire actually dared to say such disgraceful and unfilial words, actually dared to go against him rudely!
"Who was it that first didn't treat me like a daughter but is now acting like he is a father? Don't you think it's quite funny?" Claire looked at Marquis Roger, sneering mockingly. "That day when I fell of the horse and almost died, did you even see me once right before you went out the front door? If I didn't wake up at the time, would you not have met me until now? To you, it didn't matter whether or not that happened, because you have already long before disregarded me as your daughter. What are you doing? Pretending to be a father now?"