Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 161 I Know Her Better than Any of You

Clara finished her interview as soon as possible and then waited for Sarah to take more photos.

Her heart had already sunk into the deepest hell and she had no mood for anything, so she stood in the

corner quietly.

She was worried whether Horace had already known the rumors online and whether he would be angry

or annoyed with her. Would he drive her out? Did Russell know? Would he be…

While Clara was lost in her thoughts, things were also happening in Solrace Corporation.

When Horace arrived at the corporation, many journalists suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

They posed countless questions in a crazy manner, as if they had reached a consensus that they

should interview him together.

Within one second or two, the threshold of the corporation was so drowned by journalists that no one

could pass.

Horace did not know what had happened, but he could sense that it must be bad news.

Journalist A, "Mr. Kirkland, can you say something about your wife Clara?"

Journalist B, "Mr. Kirkland, do you want to defend your wife's reputation? Will the Clara Fund be

canceled?"

Journalist C, "Mr. Kirkland, is Clara really an illegitimate child? When she was in university, did she…

Mr. Kirkland! Don't go away!"

Hearing that all the journalists mentioned Clara, Horace realized that it must be something about her!

Then, Isaac whispered to Horace about what had happened online.

At his words, deadly coldness instantly covered Horace's face.

Horace, of course, knew the history of Clara. He also knew that if someone maliciously made up a new

story based on the real one and spread it on purpose, Clara would be dragged into hell again!

She would be torn into pieces and suffer the most unimaginable pain created by those rumors,

especially now when she could be recognized by everyone after he had just introduced her to the

public as Mrs. Kirkland.

The look in Horace's eyes lapsed into a total coldness.

Isaac was trying to quiet the journalists down behind Horace, "Stop the nonsense! Clara is Mr.

Kirkland's wife and they love each other. Please don't believe in those rumors. Thanks!"

Journalist C, "Mr. Kirkland, it is said that Clara is quite indiscreet, and so is her mother. Do you have

anything to say about it? Do you think that you have been cheated by them?"

Taken aback, Horace realized that what had been spread online could defame Clara to the largest

extent. No wonder all those journalists would pounce at him like hungry hyena for a piece of juicy story.

Journalist A, "Mr. Kirkland, please tell us something. Is Clara really illegitimately born as what is

discussed online? It is said that she was an indiscreet prostitute when she was in university. Is it…"

Before Journalist A finished the question, Horace, like an angry wild beast, spun around to face him

with the greatest fury flaming in his eyes.

Journalist A shut up immediately and tightly closed his mouth.

The whole crowd was stupefied by Horace's anger. Rage was flickering in his eyes like fire, which was Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

scary.

Everybody held their breath and did not dare to breathe. The whole scene lapsed into silence. No one

dared to utter a word when scared by Horace's anger.

When Horace was about to turn around and leave, they resumed their questions and the din became

loud again right away, with everyone prowling to see his attitude towards this affair.

Horace gnashed out, "Enough! Shut up!"

The whole world became quiet again when Horace began to talk. Everybody's eyes were fixed on this

furious man.

Horace, with his expression as cold as ice, responded decisively, "I know her better than any of you."

He was very worried about Clara. Ignoring those noisy journalists and leaving them outside the door,

he wheeled himself into his exclusive lift.

He was determined to find out and investigate the whole affair which drew the public attention to Clara

again. He wondered who did it. Would it be Ashlee again? He felt that the incident this time was

actually more complicated than it is seen on the surface.

Isaac walked beside him and said, "Mr. Kirkland, should I conduct some investigations?"

"Of course, but come to my office first."

Horace called Clara as soon as he arrived at his office. However, she did not pick up the phone, which

intensified his worry.

He decided to have a look at the online comments. When he clicked on the hashtags, he found that

Clara's family background and history, as well as what had happened two years ago, were all posted

and spread everywhere on the Internet, where now was flooded with rumors about and curses on Clara

and her mother.

Clara, son of a bitch!

A slut under the skin of Mrs. Kirkland! I didn't like her from the very beginning.

She and her mother, a prostitute and a shameless mistress! If I see them, I will definitely tear them

up!

Debauched in nature! Indiscreet! She doesn't deserve Mr. Kirkland! Sir, divorce her!

Horace became serious and stern with an icy-cold expression.

It was the first time that Horace had been in such a great rage in front of Isaac, which scared him a lot.

Horace thought for a moment and demanded coldly, "There are a lot of rumors about Clara online.

Delete all the comments of those KOLs and suspend their accounts!"

"Yes, Mr. Kirkland!"

Horace continued, "What's more, suppress the news and delete all the negative comments about Clara

and her mother. No more collaboration with those who don't cooperate this time."

"Yes, sir! I will do it right away!" Isaac nodded heavily.

"Wait a minute," Horace, with the greatest determination to find out and not to let off the mastermind

behind the plan, gnashed out, "Hurry up with your investigation of the drug affair two years ago and

leave your other tasks to others."

Receiving the order, Isaac hurriedly went out to work.

Clara was still in the W Hotel.

She did not even realize how she had finished the interview. Yet, all in all, it was over.

Many people still stayed there, observing and talking about her.

Clara was lost in extreme anger and sadness, which made her sneered at the reality.

How disgusting! She really wanted to tear their hypocritical masks down to have a look at their souls—

whether they were really innocent and pure or actually more terrible than her!

There were dirty hearts and malice souls hidden under those ugly skins.

All of a sudden, her chest aching, Clara was attacked by a spasm of nausea, which made her quite

uncomfortable.

On their way back to GLAM, both Sarah and Luis were at their wits' end how to comfort Clara.

Sarah said, "Clara, ignore them. We believe you."

Luis said, "What has been posted online is definitely unreliable! You might be cleared of all blame

tomorrow. Well, how about doxing the one who spread the rumors and then we can sue him!"

Clara squeezed a bitter smile and said, "Thank you. I'm fine."

After they went back to GLAM, Clara sank into her chair motionlessly. She did not want to turn on the

computer and read those curses on both her and her mother anymore. She could not stand it any

longer.

Suddenly, Sarah ran over and cried with excitement, "Clara, your husband is so cool! Amazingly cool!"