Claire's road to recovery: between grudge and guardianship

Two years ago, this cufflink caught Alexandre Montfort's attention on Claire Wentworth. Two years later, she firmly believed that she could still achieve her goals with it.

So, Claire Wentworth, thank you for saving Alexandre Montfort's life two years ago.

Otherwise, how could I, Victoire Wentworth, enjoy the numerous benefits brought by this cufflink?

...

On the other side, Claire Wentworth was sitting in the small study of her room.

She placed the items retrieved from the bank today one by one on the desk.

The property ownership certificate of the villa where the Wentworth family currently lived, the land certificate of Amanda Fashion, the property ownership certificates of several stores under Amanda Fashion, and there was also a land certificate that was...

For the Moreau family's pharmaceutical factory?

Claire furrowed her brows. Was the Moreau family's pharmaceutical factory originally her mother's property?

Could it be that...

Was this land given to the Moreau family by her mother for the engagement between her and Lucas Moreau?

The Moreau family built a pharmaceutical factory with the land given by her mother, yet they allowed Lucas Moreau to ignore her and even joined forces with Lucas Moreau and Victoire Wentworth to bully her!

The Moreau family was truly going too far!

Claire clenched her hands tightly, suppressing the pain coming from her heart. Then she focused again and continued to look through the things left by her mother.

Besides real estate, there were also equity agreements.

All the shares of Amanda Fashion belonged to her. Antoine Wentworth only had the right to manage, not to dispose.

And in the Moreau family's pharmaceutical company, her mother actually held 20% of the shares!

Claire held this equity agreement in her hand and examined it carefully several times.

It seemed that she needed to find a lawyer first.

After looking through these documents, Claire took out a notebook.

She opened the notebook recording prescriptions. Page by page, they were all prescriptions.

It was not until she reached the end that she found several pages were torn out.

Normally, things in the bank safe could not be stolen without the key and password. So, these pages should have been torn out by her mother herself.

Why?

Why would she tear out the prescriptions she wrote herself?

Claire turned the notebook to the front and carefully checked each page against the table of contents. She found that two prescriptions were recorded on the torn pages. One was called Yulu Shengji Pill, and the other was called Shengfa Paste.

Claire closed the notebook with a "snap".

Weren't these two the star products of the Moreau family's pharmaceutical company? One was used for beauty and scar removal, and the other was used in medicated shampoo.

These two were the only products of the Moreau family's pharmaceutical company with patents.

She really didn't expect that these two were also given to them by her mother.

Hehe, hehe...

Claire quickly picked up the notebook recording medical skills and flipped through it carefully page by page. Fortunately, this one was intact. It seemed that her mother had not leaked the contents inside.

Claire let out a slight sigh of relief.

Just by looking through these two notebooks, the time quickly passed to twelve o'clock.

Claire put away the things. After thinking for a while, she also put the bank card exchanged with gold bars today in. These were all precious items left to her by her mother.

After washing up and changing into comfortable pajamas, Claire lay down on the bed.

Now, with these assets left by her mother and Alexandre Montfort as her backer, it should not be impossible for her to retrieve Amanda Fashion, and even the land and shares of the Moreau family's pharmaceutical factory.

But what then after retrieving them?

She couldn't possibly harm everyone in the Wentworth family and the Moreau family.

Once Alexandre Montfort passed away, could she still keep these things in her hands?

In the darkness, Claire knitted her brows tightly.

Alexandre Montfort must live well. At least, he couldn't have an accident before she had the ability to protect herself.

However, the information obtained from pulse - taking was ultimately limited. Tomorrow, she had to find a way to get his complete medical records.

...

In the early morning.

When Claire woke up, the sunlight had already shone into the room.

She stretched out her hand, letting the sunlight fall on each finger, and took a deep breath contentedly.

Waking up to see the sunlight, did it mean that all the dark past in her life had completely gone away, and in the future, she could be an ordinary girl who could run and laugh freely in the sun?

The jade ring on her ring finger was vividly green and full of vitality under the sunlight.

Claire withdrew her hand and gently kissed the jade ring.

She got up, washed up, and then went downstairs.

As soon as Butler Wilson saw her, he immediately greeted her with a smile:

"Good morning, young mistress. Breakfast will be ready soon. Please wait for a moment."

Claire sat down with a smile: "Good morning. Doesn't Young Master Montfort have breakfast?"

"The young master usually has his breakfast in his own room. It's already prepared."

"Then I'll take it up to him."

"That would be great." Butler Wilson smiled happily and turned to take a dinner plate from the kitchen staff.

There was a small bowl of blood bird's nest, a piece of fluffy and soft mille - feuille, and a plate of caviar on the dinner plate.

Claire went upstairs. Leo was standing at the door of Young Master Montfort's room.

Seeing Claire coming, Leo immediately raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

After hearing Alexandre Montfort's voice, Leo opened the door, and Claire walked in.

Alexandre Montfort was half - reclining on the bedside. In front of him was a huge virtual screen with one picture after another. Claire only glimpsed that there seemed to be a sand table in the middle.

Before she could look closely, Alexandre Montfort waved his hand, and the screen disappeared instantly.

At the same time, a panel on the side of the bed moved over and set up a small table in front of him.

Claire stepped forward and placed the dinner plate on the table:

"I thought virtual screens only existed in science - fiction movies. I didn't expect they really exist in reality."

Alexandre Montfort didn't respond to her. He gently waved his palm, and the inclination of the bed surface increased a bit, holding him up to sit straight.

"This is so advanced. Is it a sensor device?"

"Yeah."

Claire looked around curiously but didn't find any scanning equipment.

"Amazing!" she exclaimed sincerely. "The Montfort family really lives up to its reputation as a leader in technology."

Alexandre Montfort ate his meal in silence.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of communicating with her at all, Claire no longer tried to liven up the atmosphere deliberately. She directly looked at him:

"Young Master Montfort, I told you yesterday that I can do acupuncture and massage, and I'm really good at it."

"So?"

"I want to help you condition your body. What do you think?"

Only if he lived longer could she have more time to plan for the future.

Alexandre Montfort glanced at her:

"Are you worried that if I die, there will be no one to protect you?"

Claire felt a bit embarrassed.

"If you put it that way, I won't deny it. But Young Master Montfort, I really can do acupuncture, and I sincerely hope you can live a long life."

To convince him, Claire even raised her hand and swore: "I'm a puppy if I lie."

Alexandre Montfort's mouth twitched slightly.

"No need. The Montfort family has professional doctors. Madam, you'd better focus on getting your revenge."

Claire felt a touch of emotion in her heart. What a great backer he was. She mustn't let him pass away prematurely.

So, she tried hard to persuade him: "Young Master Montfort, I can get my revenge while helping you with treatment. It's a two - for - one deal."

"Is your medical skill really that good?"

"I think it's quite good."

"Do you know what level of experts are treating me?"

Claire fell silent.

No matter how good she thought her medical skills were, she was just a college student who had only studied medicine for two years.

Sigh!

She had to find a way to prove her strength.

Claire waited silently for him to finish breakfast and then took away the dinner plate.

After going downstairs, her breakfast was already placed on the dining table.

It was the same as Alexandre Montfort's, but perhaps worried that she wouldn't be full, two more pieces of mille - feuille were added.

She had only had two meals in the Montfort family, and the butler had already noticed her appetite. He was really attentive.

After having breakfast, Claire got herself ready, picked up her bag, and prepared to go out.

Outside, Jocelyn was wiping the car window with a cloth. When she saw Claire, she immediately showed two cute dimples:

"Are you going out today, young mistress?"

Claire nodded.

Jocelyn immediately cheerfully opened the car door: "Please get in, young mistress."

At this time, Butler Wilson walked over quickly:

"Young mistress, we've prepared braised lion's head and braised prawns in oil for lunch. Remember to come back for dinner on time."

Claire nodded in response: "I will."

Butler Wilson smiled like a blooming flower, which made Claire look at him with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.