Chapter 93 - 92: It Might Not Be Me
"Taking down the Fuller Clan might just make her change her mind. After all, I’ve been in this game for years; I should at least put in some effort to win her over."
Clara Fuller frowned incredulously: "You... you don’t blame her."
Luke Gardiner retorted, "You really want me to blame her."
Realizing her words were off, Clara forced a laugh, "I didn’t mean it like that... I was just worried she’d..."
"The two of you working together is just to see me and Florence Fuller become enemies, letting the Fuller Clan off the hook." Luke sneered, sighing at Clara, "After all, Ms. Yates raised you, and yet you side with the bastard’s mother who ruined her family. You’re quite the marvel."
Clara’s expression shifted, "I’m just doing it... for my mom."
Luke laughed disdainfully, rising to adjust his clothes, "Whether the Fuller Clan survives or dies, I’m curious to see."
"And this..." He pointed to the scattered photos on the table, his expression cold, "I don’t want to see these things again."
His figure vanished from the private room, and James Fuller angrily pounded the table, "If it weren’t for the Gardiner Family’s strong background, he wouldn’t be so cocky."
Clara, startled by his outburst, had no time for anger, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back to SJ."
James glanced at her, "Leaving so soon after just arriving."
"If my mom finds out I snuck back, it won’t be easy to explain." Clara stood up, "Didn’t you say you were sure you could bring down Florence Fuller? And look at how things are now; Luke Gardiner doesn’t even care."
