Chapter 397 Anyone Can Act

Book:Become the Wife of A CEO Published:2024-5-1

All Laura could think about was how Horace had banished her, and the idea of that was driving her crazy, so she had completely forgot to pretend to be friends with Clara.
“You mother asked me to go get you at Horace’s mansion,” Clara explained patiently, “She told me to take good care of you.”
“Helena asked you to do this?” Laura relieved a little hearing that, but her eyes were still full of doubts.
About what had happened in the opera house, wasn’t that a show put on by Clara herself? If not, the whole thing was such a freaky coincidence.
“Yes.” Clara nodded. “But didn’t you tell me that we are friends, so even if she hadn’t told me to come for you, I would never have turned my back on you like that.”
Clara was lying, with sincerity on her face. Having dealt with Laura for such a long time, she found it ironic that she herself had shaped up to be a good actress.
“You may as well stay here. You can’t walk that well, so I got a help for you. You can relax and stay here. I’ll talk to Horace and ask him to ease off on you.”
Seeing how nice Clara was with her, Laura couldn’t help but think, was Clara doing all this for a purpose? It just didn’t make sense for Clara to treat her so well
Realizing that Laura would not believe in her so easily, Clara added, “The marrow transplant operation will be undertaken at the end of this month, so you have to take care of yourself.”
That’s the reason. Laura sneered and thought, “No wonder Helena sounded so anxious on the phone, because she wasn’t worried about me, but her own life. That nasty woman. I knew her kindness wasn’t genuine! But it’s a good thing that they have to count on me now. Since I have nowhere else to go, I can seize this chance.”
There was a noticeable relief appearing on Laura’s face, so Clara knew that she had successfully dropped her guard off.
It seemed that Clara had the good sense to know that to persuade Laura, she would have to play the mutual-benefit card.
When Laura had figured out why Clara had come to save her, she thought Clara remained as silly as five years before. But with Helena being just Clara’s foster mother, was it really necessary for Clara, a foster daughter, to go so far to do all this for her?
Despite her qualms, Laura didn’t question her about that because she still had to rely on Clara for living.
“Clara, thanks for seeing me as friend, and thanks for taking care of me when I’m in need. I’m so sorry for what I have done to you before. I was so stupid, and I’m sorry. I apologize.”
She then began to choke and well up. “Clara, I’m really sorry. I hope you will forgive me and give me a chance to make it up for you. Will you?”
So “flexible”. Deep down, Clara was sneering at her, but on the surface, she played ball. “Those things are all history now. Let’s forgive and forget. Don’t say another word about it anymore.”
“Great, great, l won’t talk about it.” Laura pretended to wipe her tears. “Clara, would you talk to Horace and ask him to forgive me?”
“What happened between you two? Why did he…” Clara looked at her with faked embarrassment. “Why did he throw you out? You have to walk me through the whole thing before I talk to him.”
“He thought I arranged the assassination at the opera house,” Laura said with an aggrieved tone of voice. She was being honest with Clara because it really had nothing to do with her.
“Why would he think so?” Clara put on a shocked face.
“Clara, you have to believe me. I have nothing to with that. If you want, you can ask someone to look into it. Please don’t mistake me for the assassin as Horace does,” Laura held her hand, begging.
“Sure, I believe you.” After staring at Laura for a while, Clara nodded at her earnestly. “Don’t worry. I will explain to Horace about it and tell him you have nothing with it.”
Laura was surprised to hear what Clara had said. She actually bought that? What a fool. But then as she thought about it, yeah, why would she have not believed her? She wasn’t the one who had tried to assassinate her.
“I’ve got to go now. I can’t stay with you here. I thought you might feel hungry when you woke up, so I just asked the servant to make you some porridge. Just eat some, so you may feel better.”
Clara behaved exactly like her “BFF”, which made Laura despise her more. A person as naive as that would never know how she ended up dying!
“OK, please go. Don’t worry about me. I will eat it,” Laura said, looking grateful, “Clara, thank you so much.”
“Not at all. Get some rest. I’m leaving.” Clara then smiled and said goodbye to her with a gesture before she left the room.
The minute she shut the door, Clara’s face fell
When she went to the kitchen and saw the help was busy making the porridge. The delicious aroma drifted into her nose, but she wasn’t a little bit cheered up.
“Miss Hutchinson, is there anything I can help?” When the help saw Clara in the kitchen, she soon wiped her hand with her apron, and walked to her respectfully.
“From now on, keep your eyes on Laura. Whatever she does, tell me,” Clara said in a deep and cold voice.
As of then, she would have Laura completely under her control in case she did anything harmful to herself and her child.
What’s more, Helena’s operation was due at the end of the month, so she had to prevent Laura from playing any tricks, otherwise all the efforts made would end up in vain.
So, the best way was to make her live under her watch.
“Yes, ma’am” responded the help instantly. She had worked for the Hutchinsons for years, so she knew the rule of “Don’t ask”.
“When the porridge is done, bring it to her. Plus, always be careful around her. Don’t get caught,” said Clara a little worriedly.
“Sure, don’t worry about it,” the help answered confidently.
“Thanks.” Clara nodded and left the apartment.