Chapter 232: How Could He Agree to Her?

For a moment, Claire’s heart seemed to stop, hanging suspended in the darkness. Indeed, if that was the case, why would Frederick agree to get engaged to her?

“Cat got your tongue? Can’t spin your lies anymore?” Alan continued to question Claire with a scrutinizing gaze. Claire felt like she had just been on a rollercoaster ride of life and death. Her vision alternated between Alan’s questioning and Frederick’s face, along with all the things Frederick had done to her.

“Lies? Why would you need to ask me such a question? How did you become the head of the world’s largest terrorist organization?”

“Besides marrying me, what other options does he have? He’s running for president and needs the support of everyone. Madam Prescott holds so many shares and actual control of the Prescott family. His engagement to me reassures everyone and benefits him. He can also squeeze every last drop of value out of me, making me continue to take the fall for Caroline. Aren’t these all reasons?”

In that second, Claire vaguely felt that all of Frederick’s previous actions were cloaked in hidden difficulties. She didn’t even believe it herself. She was initially trying to convince Alan, but she didn’t expect to end up confusing herself in the end. She desperately told Alan all the reasons, causing her brain to become chaotic. Alan just stood there quietly, like an outsider, watching Claire go mad and lose control.

“What kind of cooperation do you want from me?” He finally believed Claire. Claire felt like she had just gone through the most painful torture in the world. Fortunately, she finally gained Alan’s trust. She clenched her hands tightly, trying to gather all her strength into her palms, using this method to calm herself down faster.

“It’s simple. I just want to live a good life. I can follow all your arrangements. Even if you can’t get rid of Frederick today, I will follow your orders after I leave here. Of course, I also need you to protect my safety. It’s so dangerous around Frederick. I don’t want to die. The previous gunfire scared me a lot.”

Claire thought carefully for a long time before coming up with this excuse. She was also gambling, betting that Alan didn’t have a big enough chance to get rid of Frederick in one go. Of course, she was very confident in this bet.

“You’re really cunning! This is a good plan. It not only ensures you can walk out of here alive today, but also allows you to use my power to protect your safety, and lets you continue to pretend with Frederick.” Alan thought Claire would only ask him to spare her life. He didn’t expect her to dare to make demands.

He laughed meaningfully. “Why do you think I would agree to your terms? You might forget I have so many hostages in my hands besides you.”

Claire said, “Frederick is in charge of the security of Kingstown and is now at a crucial moment in the presidential race. He dares not take such a risk. Otherwise, he would not have come here today.”

“You said it yourself that you are not important to him. Why would I waste my energy on you? You are not important to Frederick. Even if I don’t succeed today, what value can you bring to me?”

“Really? If you were so confident, would you still be here wasting time with me?” Claire had regained her usual calm and rationality entirely.

“You! Very well. It seems that the cut you took earlier wasn’t painful enough!” Alan felt seen through and was speechless for a moment. He drew out his dagger and was about to stab Claire again. Claire was about to dodge when Alan’s henchman came to report, “Mr. Gonzales, Frederick is here!”

“Let him wait.” Alan was angry and picked up something from his side and threw it behind him. “Yes.” Seeing Alan angry, the henchman didn’t dare to stay for a moment and left in a hurry. Being interrupted like this, Alan suddenly looked at Claire and laughed. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and walked towards Claire.

“If I play this recording of our conversation to Frederick, what do you think the effect would be?”