Chapter 70 Pure Lies
At this moment, Clara Bennett showcased an extremely convincing display of emotional control, forcing a bitter smile as she said, "At that time, I really did mistake him for someone else, only to find out later that this wasn’t the case."
Charles Bennett seemed to have suddenly realized some crucial point, furrowing his brows and tentatively asking, "So, the real lifesaver... is it the person downstairs, right?"
Clara slightly nodded, her tone firm as she said, "That’s right, William Foster is actually Samuel Grant’s uncle. They do look somewhat similar, which is what led to my mistaken judgment."
Of course, all of this was purely a lie.
Clara understood that if she couldn’t provide a reasonable backstory for William Foster, merely suddenly declaring her love for him would not be something her family could easily believe.
Anyway, she believed that detestable Samuel Grant wasn’t deserving of this identity, so she might as well let William Foster enjoy this halo.
After hearing his sister’s explanation, although it seemed somewhat bizarre, the three Bennett brothers were still a bit incredulous.
James Bennett immediately retorted, "Are you sure you didn’t mistake the person this time?"
There was a hint of skepticism in his tone.
Clara: "I’m sure, this time I really didn’t mistake the person."
Her gaze was unwavering, as if beyond question.
Edward Bennett: "Then don’t even think about offering yourself as a token of gratitude. Haven’t you already stumbled enough with Samuel Grant? What kind of person do you think Samuel Grant is, and can you guarantee William Foster isn’t the same?"