Besides Lars being very handsome, he is also one of the young masters of a family that is quite respected and honorable in the city of Libonvel.
Although his current position in the Warner family is still unclear, it is not impossible that his future will be as bright as the stars in the night sky.
A girl like Clara obviously really wants it. This is even like a dream in broad daylight.
"Clara, haven't you heard my question just now?" Lars began to feel displeased with Clara's attitude, still frozen like a mannequin display in fashion shops. "Will you be my wife?"
Clara was confused. "I ...."
"Boss, honestly, I'm confused by all this," Clara said with a reddened face.
"Why should you be confused? Isn't my meaning very clear?" Lars asked with an unreadable expression.
Kenzo, who secretly admired Clara, felt that Lars was trying to take his crush. He then dared to ask, "Boss, are you seriously going to make her your wife?"
"Yes," Lars said, his face looking serious.
"But, boss, it seems like Clara is reluctant." Kenzo hoped Lars was only joking. "Look, Clara hasn't even answered it."
Everyone turned to Clara, who stood frozen on the spot. They thought the girl objected to Lars' too-sudden decision.
Clara herself was too happy that she was unable to speak. The girl just stood motionless with her pounding heart.
Lars looked again at Clara. "Clara, do you mind being my wife?"
Clara shook her head. "Boss, actually I..."
Lars raised his palm. "Fifty million for the night."
Fifty million for the night?
Everyone was stunned.
"Oh, one hundred million for the night," said Lars, and his words shocked many people even more.
One hundred million! Isn't this crazy?
The people were dumbfounded, while Clara's heart was increasingly in turmoil. It turned out that the boss really appreciated her!
Kenzo's chest felt crushed like a hill pressing down until he wanted to vomit blood.
Everyone in the room looked at each other and began to wonder what was going on in their boss's head.
Obviously, Kenzo had always tried hard to win over Clara, but why was Lars now planning to make her his wife?
"What do you mean, boss?" Kenzo began to grow frustrated. "Does the boss intend to marry Clara officially, and the one hundred million worth of money will be used as her dowry?"
"What do you think?" Lars actually asked back.
"But, boss, isn't this too sudden?" Nayaka asked with a confused expression.
Lars took a deep breath and exhaled a little hard. He said, "It is precisely because it's sudden that I asked Clara to be my pretend wife to attend my grandfather's birthday celebration party."
Deg!
Hearing Lars' answer, Clara's heart was immediately shattered like a string of crystal lights falling from a great height. The girl staggered limply, her bones as if they had just been released from her body.
'Apparently, it's not as beautiful as a dream,' Clara cried in her heart.
"Clara, what do you say?" Lars repeated his question that still had not received an answer. "If you don't want to, then I'll look for someone else who's willing to play the role."
Clara wiped the cold sweat flowing down her temple. Even though she actually felt very disappointed, the girl had to be professional, set aside personal feelings, and hide her emotions tightly.
Clara nodded. "Fine. I'm willing, boss."
At present, they should only focus on the plan they would carry out in the near future. Heart matters were not important.
Hearing Clara's answer, Lars smiled with satisfaction. He then said, "Then, let's arrange the next plan."