Pamela held his shoulder in his arms and his eyes were disdainful： "I really admire your cheekiness for shaking off your mistress‘s identity so indifferently."

"Pamela!" Albert snapped at Pamela, "How can you talk to your sister?"

Pamela was unwilling to bite her lip and cried, "I‘m not wrong, she is."

"I am." Claudia smiled, blinked and looked playful. "Miss Mu Er, I exchanged your bag, your clothes, your jewelry and everything you have with this identity. You don‘t want it."

"You!" Pamela became angry from embarrassment and got up to jump on Claudia.

Martha quickly grabbed her. "All right, Pamela, all right."

Claudia sneered at Pamela‘s fighting capacity, and every minute was turned into a slag by himself.

However, she casually glanced at Albert and his face was sad.

Only then did she react. Just now she was outspoken. He was the one who was most injured.

"Dad..." Can‘t help crying out loud.

Albert smiled and patted her on the shoulder. "You must be tired when you just got back. Go upstairs to take a bath and have a rest and eat later."

*

Coming out of the bathroom, Claudia dug out the lady‘s cigarette from the bottom drawer of the bedside table and knocked out one to light.

She is not addicted to cigarettes and even hates the smell of cigarettes, but when she is upset, cigarettes are the best tranquilizer.

Her stepmother and stepsister have been cynical and dissatisfied with her for several years. She has long been used to it.

For them, no matter how strong the attack is, it cannot be too strong.

But she could not forgive herself for unintentionally hurting her father.

"Knock, knock."

Hastily crushed the smoke out, she pushed open the window to let the smell of smoke disperse.

"Come in, please."

Albert pushed the door and entered, smiling at his daughter, "It‘s dinner."

Claudia nodded and walked towards him. "Dad, I was just..."

She wanted to apologize, but Albert interrupted her, "Pupil, you have sacrificed too much for this family. Dad is sorry for you."

"Dad, don‘t say that."

"Well, stop talking and go down to dinner." Albert patted her daughter on the arm. "Change clothes and Dad will wait for you to eat."

"Good."

Even for Albert.

Early the next morning, Claudia drove to the mall and bought two of the latest bags from Pamela‘s favorite brand.

The little girl received the bag and immediately smiled happily. She faltered uncomfortably to say thank you to her, but her self－esteem made her unable to say it.

Claudia drank the juice and sighed in his heart. If only that man had been so coaxed with Pamela.

"I‘ll go out for a while." Standing up, she took the car keys and walked out.

Rowan family Group.

Claudia‘s eyes were dizzy when she saw the towering building almost entering the clouds. She brushed her long hair on her shoulders and stepped in.

No one in rowan family did not know her, naturally no one stopped her, and she still took the president‘s exclusive elevator upstairs.

"Ding!" With a sound, the elevator door opened.

Seeing her coming, Rowan‘s close secretary Wu Ruo welcomed her excitedly.

"Miss Mu! You are here!"

Wu Ruo looked at her like a savior.

Claudia smiled, "what‘s the matter? Is your big boss crazy again?"

More than crazy, it is insane!

Taking Claudia‘s arm and walking to the president‘s office, Wu Ruo reported to her as he walked： "The boss came back for two days and put all the company‘s plans for half a year on the agenda. On average, two managers and three deputy managers a day, one by one, were drenched with dog blood."

Hearing this, Claudia smiled, "Is it true or not, is it so exaggerated?"

"It‘s just such an exaggeration. Rowan family has been shrouded in blood shed for the past two days."

Standing in front of the president‘s office, Wu Ruo reached for the door and knocked, "Miss Mu, it‘s all up to you."

"Come in." A low male voice came from the door.

Claudia abruptly fought a cold war.

Just listen to his word, you will know how angry he is.

Laughing, she pushed the door and went in.

Rowan looked up her eyes and saw that it was her. Phoenix eyes flashed.

Surprise flashed by, fast let a person can‘t catch a trace.