Daddy Mommy’s Getting Remarried

Chapter 21 

Cara remained silent, looking at Walter indifferently, her fists clenched. 

Apologizel Walter repeated, pointing to the spill on the marble floor. “Clean it up” 

Tamara continued to play the saint. “Walter, it’s okay. I’ll get the cleaning staff.” She knew Walter was obsessed with cleanliness and wouldn’t tolerate 

the mess. 

“Sure. I’ll do it” Clara bent and picked up the cup from the floor. There was still some remaining inside. Suddenly, she straightened and poured the coffee on Tamara, She was so fast that Tamara couldn’t react in time. 

Tamara’s exquisite makeup was ruined. Even Walter’s suit had some stains. 

Tamara was stunned. She didn’t expect Clara to be so bold before Walter. 

Clara dusted off her hands, shrugged, and apologized, “I’m sorry.” She smiled and pointed to the first coffee stain on Tamara. “If I bumped into you jus! now, the stain would be higher and there would be a splatter. However, if you accidentally spilled it on yourself, it would form a spill–and–drag pattern, and the stain would be lower. I don’t see any splatter on you, and the stain is lower. What do you think? If you recall, perhaps you’ll remember what happened just now?” 

Tamara had no comeback. Her lie was exposed. She underestimated Tamara, failed to set her up, and ended up embarrassing herself. Tamara’s pale face 

flushed. 

Walter narrowed his sharp eyes, his handsome face cold and stern. 

Clara glanced at Walter. “Since you insisted I apologize, I have to do something worthy of it, right? Otherwise, how unfair will it be? I’m sorry, I’ll pay for the dry cleaning.” 

Tamara looked at Walter and tried to salvage the situation. “No need, Clara. You’re right. Maybe I accidentally spilled it myself. It’s not your fault. No need to apologize. I’ll be more careful next time. Although she was humiliated, Tamara could only swallow her pride. 

Clara sneered, “How do you know my name? Have we met?” Clara exposed Tamara for knowing her, and her relationship with Walter, and that was why 

Tamara tried to frame her. 

Tamara Froze. She was rendered speechless again. 

Clara didn’t wait for Tamara’s answer. She scrutinized Tamara and raised her eyebrows. Her smile was insincere. “You’re right. Of course, you would know who I am.” Clara’s words were vague but hinted at something. 

Tamara’s face turned black. Was Clara hinting that she knew of Clara’s relationship with Walter and decided to come between them anyway? However, to maintain her image, Tamara could only force a laugh and endure it. 

Clara looked coldly at Walter. “Sorry, Mr. Colon. I quit!” She took out the resignation letter prepared for Richard and threw it at Walter. Then, she dashed 

out. 

Walter watched Clara disappear. He looked at his stained suit and recalled the slap last time. How did he not know before that Clara could be so prickly? NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.