Chapter 85

Clara glanced over at Simon, then Ada.

Ada chuckled, "Clara, you've always been so indulgent with Simon. You used to be the one making the tea."

Simon let out a scoff, turning his head away.

Come to think of it, Clara hadn't made him tea in quite a while. Ever since she woke up from her recent accident, they hadn't shared a peaceful meal together. The thought left him uneasy; they had never been at odds for this long before.

Clara got up and followed the housekeeper to the kitchen. Once they were out of earshot, the housekeeper's demeanor shifted. She arrogantly tilted her chin up.

"Mr. Simon's favorite teas are all here, as well as Miss Quinn's. You're already doing this for the Bradford family, so you might as well make them all. Don't worry, I'll be sure to mention your good work to Mrs. Ferguson."

Clara lowered her lashes, grabbed a handful of teabags, and tossed them into the cups, then filled each with tap water. She prepared three cups in this haphazard manner and brought them back, ignoring the housekeeper's attitude.

The housekeeper only noticed how quickly she brewed the tea, not suspecting anything amiss. Clara placed the three cups on the coffee table. "Here you go."

Why was it cold? The tea was

for her not to retort. He drank half the cup in one go. It was indeed cold water and teabags clogged his mouth. Setting his cup down, he glanced at Clara

annoyance. In the past, Clara would shower her with expensive gifts and flattery, but today she was distant. No matter how strained her relationship with Simon was, Clara shouldn't take it out on the elders. In this regard, Clara

asked, "Simon, do you

we're at Ada's home today. If you act out like this, who will manage you after you marry Simon? Even if you and Simon

dumping the tea in the trash. "Ada, Simon, let me make you fresh cups.

hand. "No worries, everyone has bad days.

like a fool- serving cold water to the elders. This engagement was as good as over.

speak up. "Ada, I'd like to call off the engagement with Simon. That's why I'm here today. I'm not satisfied with

he must have misheard. Clara had never dared to be so brazen in

lost your mind? Do you know what you're saying, and where we

if he was angry at Clara's audacity or the

scolded, "Simon,

his lip repeatedly. "Mom, say something

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