Chapter 696 We Will Protect You

As soon as Clara spoke, everyone gasped in shock.

“What? Mr. Augustine has already slept with Clara?”

“This Clara is incredibly cunning. She wore a human leather mask and pretended to be Olive; Boss Augustine slept with the wrong person…”

Everyone gazed at Olive with sympathy.

Clara, feeling extremely proud, feigned pity. “Olive, if your home is small and can’t accommodate me, don’t worry, Elvis will rent a place for me and take care of me. You wouldn’t be so cruel as to break us apart, would you?”

Olive’s beautiful face remained unmoved. She subtly curled her red lips, watching Clara’s performance.

At that moment, Elvis spoke, his voice low and magnetic. “Clara, I’ve never touched you, so you’d better not make false accusations.”

“Elvis, you…” Clara began, but a voice suddenly yelled, “There’s the assassin!”

Everyone panicked. Someone bumped into Clara, sending her sprawling to the ground. It was painful and humiliating.

Clara looked at Elvis, her face pale. “Elvis, save me!” she pleaded.

Peterson approached and announced, “Master, the assassin has been apprehended!”

The assassin was brought in and knelt. Everyone was shocked at his appearance.

“Oh my God, why does this assassin look like President Augustine?”

Clara understood each word individually, but the sentence as a whole was incomprehensible. She looked up at the assassin, her shock evident in her pale face. The assassin was Elvis’s double, practically a twin.

Clara’s eyes widened. With two Elvises present, which one had she slept with? She realized she’d been tricked.

The assassin addressed Clara. “Clara, don’t be afraid. I will protect you. When I kill Elvis, I will be the real Elvis. Everything he has will be ours.”

Clara felt as if she’d fallen into an abyss. Cold gripped her limbs; she shivered on the ground. “No, I don’t know you. Who are you?”

The assassin rushed to embrace her. “What’s wrong with you, Clara? Did you forget our plan? You made me look like Elvis and plotted to get rid of him. We planned everything.”

As he spoke, he held her face affectionately. “Clara, we were very happy last night, weren’t we? You’re my woman!”

Those around watched the unfolding drama with bated breath.

“Oh my God, I didn’t expect Clara to be so vicious. She even plotted with her new man to kill Elvis. How evil!”

“Clara is ridiculous. Just now, she claimed to have slept with President Augustine, but she only slept with a surgically altered assassin.”

“Clara is hopeless. Her family’s genes are terrible.”

Clara understood. It was all Elvis’s plan; he’d used a body double. He’d never touched her!

Shocked and fearful, Clara looked at Elvis. Tall and imposing, he seemed cruel.

“Elvis, do you hate me that much?” Clara felt betrayed, despite her genuine love for him.

Elvis replied indifferently, “Every time I see you, I feel…disgusting.”

Clara felt as if her heart had been pierced.

“Someone, take her away,” Elvis commanded indifferently.

Two bodyguards dragged Clara away. Locked in a small, dark room, sitting on the cold floor, she couldn’t comprehend her defeat.

The door opened, light flooding the room. Elvis and Olive entered.

“Olive, what are you doing here? You won. Are you here to gloat?” Clara asked angrily, hating Olive’s presence.

Elvis pulled out a chair for Olive. His narrow eyes fixed on Clara.

“Molly is your mother, right?” Elvis asked.

“Yes, but how did you find her? My mother’s hiding place is quite secret.”

Elvis frowned. “I didn’t find her alone.”

“Who did?” Clara asked curiously.

A childish, cold voice responded, “It’s me.”

Little Nathan entered.

Nathan found Molly’s hiding place? Impossible!

Clara shook her head in disbelief.

Nathan looked coldly at Clara. “Did you forget when you arrested me? If I hadn’t wanted you to catch me, you couldn’t have. You catching me was intentional.”

Clara stared, disbelieving that a three-year-old spoke those words.

Nathan continued, “I was deliberately alone at the playground that day. I knew you were following me, so my father and I lured you out. Molly’s signal was tracked, and we found her.”

Clara was speechless. Everyone said the Augustine family’s prince was exceptionally intelligent. This time, he’d teamed up with his father.

Clara trembled, realizing she’d provoked the wrong people.

Nathan went to Olive’s side. “Mummy, you used to protect Daddy and me. Now, Daddy and I will protect you.”