Chapter 199 It's All My Fault

Claire rolled her eyes as she remembered the look on Nicholas's face as he held Mark. She believed that the only reason Nicholas held Amelia in such high regard was because of that baby, Mark.

"Amelia, why do you think there are so many flowers this season?" Claire strode forward confidently, and asked Amelia.

Amelia never visited the Zhan mansion without going to the backyard. The fresh smells and bright colors of the garden's flowers and plants always enchanted her. It was her oasis, and safe space.

"I'm not sure about a lot of them. Each one is so different and unique from the others. They're almost hypnotizing, in a way!" Amelia couldn't help but sigh in pleasure, fully focused on the flowers.

Inspired by some flowers with thorns in front of them, Claire quickly sprouted up a plan. Her stern face warmed up, and she smiled sweetly. "Did you know that I grew up in the countryside? I have seen a lot of flowers just like these before."

"Is that right?" Inspecting the sharp thorns on the flowers, Amelia responded softly, "They really look pretty, but those thorns are sharp. Be careful when you touch them!"

"Can I ask you a favor?" Claire turned her head to Amelia with her lips pouted. "Can I pick one? It's kind of nostalgic for me."

Amelia didn't really ever pick any of the flowers out in the garden. She thought that they were connected by the root, so that they could live with the branches. But being considerate of Claire's feelings, Amelia couldn't help but nod her head in approval.

"Thanks, Amelia." Claire beamed happily as a clam as she jumped into the garden.

?" Lily was too angry to even respond to her.

Claire became angry and raised her voice deliberately. "I was also hurt by the thorns, except my face, I also got hurt in the arms and chest. I didn't lose my temper, why are you all angry at me?" she asked. Half of her actually believed what she was saying.

"You are really a good actress pretending to be innocent!" Lily glanced at Claire and said rudely, "No matter how you push yourself into this family, you are still just Mr. Lucian's friend. You cannot and will not ever be his wife!"

She then remembered that she had threatened Amelia over the phone previously. Claire's face turned pale and she bowed her head with shame, feeling insignificant.

"You don't have nothing to say now, do you?" Lily saw her embarrassed face and snorted in disgust.

"Claire, Let's talk." Lucian walked out of the bedroom, motioning for Claire to come along. He glanced at her face, colder than a winter's night.

Claire didn't notice Lucian's face at all. She just looked at his back like an overjoyed fan and gloated, "I'm going to talk to Lucian. You'd better go to make up to Mrs. Amelia right now."

"You!" Lily shook her fist in anger.

In the study, it was quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

Lucian sat at the desk and looked at Claire who just came in silently. Pointing to the red chair in front of the desk like a headmaster with his pupil, he said, "Sit down."

The simplicity of his speech heightened her discomfort.

Claire sat down quickly and looked up at Lucian with fear, but trying not to show it. "Lucian, what do you want to say to me?"