Daddy Mommy’s Getting Remarried

Chapter 7 

Before Clara could introduce the project, Willard cut in with a whistle, jokingly saying, “Hold up, beauty. Business can wait. First, we drink, then we get personal, and business comes last. That’s how it’s done.” 

Richard, eager to smooth things over, quickly added with a smile, “Mr. Colon, Mr. Hersey, allow me to pour the wine.” 

As he said this, Richard brought out a bottle of red wine from Romani Winery, worth tens of thousands of dollars. It was a major investment for him, and a failure to close the deal tonight would mean a huge loss. 

“Let her do it,” Walter remarked coldly, barely acknowledging Clara’s presence. “She is here to serve drinks, isn’t she?” 

In an instant, Clara felt insulted. Her fingers clenched tightly behind her back, almost digging into her skin. Yet, she bit back her anger. 

Her aim today was to seal the deal, secure her commission, and quit on the spot. 

1 refuse to spend another day at a company that engages in such shameful practices to attract investments; Clara thought with disdain. 

As she opened the wine bottle and stepped forward to pour, Walter coldly glanced at her and said, “Kneel to pour the wine. Don’t you know the rules?” 

Shocked, Clara shot back, “Mr. Colon, I’m a businesswoman, not a call gd 

Walter sneered. “To me, 

it’s all th 

the same.” 

Clara’s anger surged, but she couldn’t let it show. 

Richard, sensing the rising tension, subtly kicked Clara’s knee, forcing her to kneel 

The moment she knelt, Walter, leaning back lazily on the couch, locked down at her with disdain as if she were trash. 

Clara felt greatly distressed. ‘He asked for the divorce, and I left without asking for anything. What more does he want from me? He hasn’t cared for me at all in these three years. Discarded like an unwanted toy, she thought bitterly. 

Clara tried to stand up. Richard quickly pressed down on her shoulders, whispering, “Here, the one pouring cannot stand taller than them. It’s the rule. Til add 10% to your commission. Don’t mess this 

up 

for me. 

Seeing Clara’s hesitation, he warned, “If you back out now, can you afford the breach of contract penalty?” 

Realizing her predicament, Clara gripped the bottle even tighter. She couldn’t afford to pay the penalty. For Marlie’s sake, she had to bear it. 

“Alright, I’ll do it,” she said, frustration evident in her tone. 

After kneeling and pouring the wine, she offered the glass to Walter, 

When Walter took the glass, his fingers brushed against hers. He paused, then suddenly, he flung the entire glass of wine in Clara’s face. 

Drenched and chilled, Clara looked at Walter in disbelief. 

“Disgusting. Get a new glass, pour again,” Walter stated, his revulsion clear, 

“He actually finds me disgusting. It’s no wonder he never kissed me! Clara thought, fighting back tears. It dawned on her, the disdain he showed even after their intimate moments, always rushing to phower. 

Even Willard couldn’t watch silently anymore. He gently pulled Clara towards him and started wiping her face with a napkin, showering her with. 

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compliments. “Absolutely Gorgeous! A figure carved from marble, a complexion like cream. Mr. Colon, what are you doing? Why get hung up on formalities? You’re missing the ability to cherish beauty” 

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Clara didn’t shrink away from Willard’s gestures, instead keeping her eyes locked on Walter, determined to see how far he would go to humiliate her.