Clara shook his hand off with force, leaving a red mark on her wrist: "Where I go and who I'm with is none of your business." After saying that, she stopped looking at them and walked straight to the private room area deep in the restaurant - she saw an empty private room when she passed by just now, at least she could avoid the entanglement of these two people.
But just as she pushed the door open and sat down, the door to the private room was pushed open again. Liam and Vanessa actually followed her in directly. Vanessa even deliberately sat across from her, waving the menu in her hand. "Ms. Clara really knows how to choose a place. The minimum bill for this private room is over ten thousand. But then again, someone else is paying, so you don't have to worry about the money." She paused, her eyes falling on the half-brooch chain exposed from Clara's collar - the Bennett family brooch was hidden in her shirt, with only a little silver edge showing. "Speaking of which, what are you wearing around your neck? Could it be glass beads bought at the small commodity market? And you're pretending they're gems, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Liam also agreed with a smile: "Vanessa is right. If you like jewelry, I will buy you a sterling silver necklace after I have reached a cooperation agreement with the Bennett family's subsidiary. It is better than you wearing these 'fakes'." When he mentioned the "Bennett family", his tone was full of yearning - that was the top wealthy family he had tried so hard to get close to, but he didn't know that the "fake" he was talking about was the token of the Bennett family's heir.
Clara didn't say anything, but just picked up the water on the table and took a sip, but her fingertips secretly clenched the cup - she didn't want to reveal her identity before the end of the experience, but the ridicule of these two people came like a tide, almost drowning her calm.