The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities-Chapter 152 - You Ruined Our Family’s Reputation!

After the dinner, a group of people walked out of the restaurant together, got in the car, and each went back to their own homes.

Derek crouched beside the trash can and vomited.

Dora was also drunk. In a drunken fit, she was hanging onto Claire like a koala and kept shouting in her ear. “Mummy… my mummy… hee hee…”

Claire stared at the sky, expressionless.

The child is out of her mind.

Soon a car pulled up in front of them. The door was opened and a handsome man stepped out.

Dora immediately pounced on the man, slipped into his arms, and smiled stupidly. “Rickie… my dear Rickie…”

The man lifted her up sideways, glanced at Yunci with his calm eyes, and said concisely, “I’ll take her away.”

Claire raised her eyebrows. “Are you her guardian?”

“Sort of.” The man took Dora in his arms and walked toward the car.

Dora suddenly poked out her head, gestured a heart sign with her fingers at Claire, and shouted. “Mummy, see you on Monday. I love you~”

“…”

Claire held her forehead speechlessly.

Embarrassing.

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The next day was the weekend.

Having drunk alcohol and going to bed late last night, Claire didn’t wake up until noon.

Her door was knocked again and again, but she turned over and ignored it.

Unfortunately, the people outside the door didn’t give up and kept pounding the door loudly. The noise gave Claire a headache.

She lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and opened the door with her sleepy eyes narrowed. She asked irritably. “What’s the matter?”

Ada, standing outside, raised a hand and slapped Claire’s face.

Claire quickly grabbed her wrist and opened her eyes. A cold light flashed across her eyes. “Are you out of your mind?”

“Look at what you’ve done!” Ada threw a newspaper into Claire’s arms, holding the door frame, so angry that she was trembling all over.

Claire picked up the newspaper.

The headline was particularly striking.

“#A Love Affair between A Rich Brother and Sister”

Below was a photo, where in a corridor, Claire and Sheldon were embracing each other. Their faces could be clearly seen. Under the warm yellow light, their gesture looked ambiguous.

This was when in the restaurant last night, she slipped and Sheldon helped her up, but the photographer just fabricated a story with this photo.

The photographer really knew how to get a photo he wanted by shooting it from a special angle.

In addition to the photo, there was also an article, describing that Claire was taken back to the house by her rich biological parents, but fell in love with her biological brother.

The contents were very directional and subtly put all the blame on Claire.

“Just because of this?” Claire was amused.

Even a fool wouldn’t believe this, right?

“Come downstairs with me!” Ada grabbed her fiercely and forcibly dragged her out.

Claire didn’t move at all. She withdrew her arm indifferently, her expression cold. “Don’t touch me.”

She turned back to her room, took a coat and put it on before she went downstairs leisurely.

On the first floor, the door was closed tightly, the living room was dim and the atmosphere was depressing.

The servants were hiding in the corner and peeking, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Sitting on the sofa, Allen was livid in anger.

“On your knees!”

He roared furiously.

Even Phoebe next to him was taken aback, and she looked at Claire gloatingly.

But Claire didn’t panic at all. She stood upright, looking indifferent as ever. “Why should I kneel?”

Allen pointed to the newspaper on the coffee table. “I knew you’re ill-bred, but I didn’t expect you to even seduce your own brother. You shameless b*stard, you ruined our family’s reputation!”

Seduce?

Claire looked straight at Allen’s angry eyes. As if hearing a joke, she couldn’t help but chuckle and said disdainfully, “What makes you think your son is worth my effort of seducing him?”