Crisis, trust and cross-pollination

Claire Wentworth didn't feel embarrassed at all and continued to fabricate her story: "My mother passed away when I was three years old. Fortunately, I was already able to read at that time, so I took out the medical books she left behind and started studying them. And that's how... I became self - taught and proficient in medicine."

"Of course, no one else knows about these things, not even the members of the Wentworth family."

"I've always been a low - key person, so this has remained unknown to everyone." Not sure if she just couldn't make up any more, she suddenly burst out laughing at this point.

"Young Master Montfort, actually, no matter where my medical skills come from, you can trust me."

"Although in the previous generation..."

"Uh, given your cautious way of doing things, it might not be easy for you to trust someone. But your strength is undeniable."

"I need a powerful backer like you. We are in this together for mutual benefit."

Alexandre Montfort quickly caught the loophole in her words: "Previous generation?"

"Sadness. People inevitably experience sadness. But I firmly believe that Young Master Montfort is a strong man. Look, when I gave you that injection, you endured the pain so bravely. You're a real hero! Awesome!" Claire gave him two thumbs - up in a row.

Alexandre Montfort couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. She had secrets, didn't want to share them with him, yet didn't mind him knowing she had secrets. So, was she a friend or an enemy?

"Claire Wentworth." He suddenly called her name.

"Hmm?" She responded.

"Even if I die, as my widow, the Montfort family will still be your backer. There's no need to worry."

Claire's heart skipped a beat. She looked up at him and smiled, "Young Master Montfort, if you say so, aren't you afraid that I won't do my best?"

"I trust you. Because you promised to be my good wife, and we've got married legally."

Claire fell silent. Although they were married, it was just a marriage of convenience. Why did he trust her so much? But she had to admit that the feeling of being trusted was really nice.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door from outside, and Leo said, "Master, Madam, Luc Dupont from the Dupont family is here."

Alexandre Montfort pondered for a moment: "Why isn't it Charles Dupont?"

Leo replied, "Charles Dupont transferred his company to the second young master, Luc Dupont, half a year ago. A month ago, Luc Dupont was elected as the president of the Suncrest City Chamber of Commerce. Yesterday, he contacted several elders of the chamber of commerce, saying that he wanted to hold a welcome banquet for you, Master. He should be here to deliver the invitation this time."

Alexandre Montfort looked at Claire: "Madam, please go and receive him on my behalf. I'm a bit tired."

Claire responded with an "Oh", got up, and helped him pull the blanket, saying, "Young Master Montfort, I'm not quite sure which words are appropriate to say and which aren't."

"The people from the Dupont family are just here to show their respect for the Montfort family in Metropolis. They'll say some nice words and give gifts. No matter what gifts they offer, just accept them. When they talk, you just listen and don't need to respond."

"Understood."

Claire went to the living room. Luc Dupont stood up and smiled, "Good day, Third Young Mistress."

"Good day, Mr. Dupont."

Luc Dupont sized her up subtly: "I'm here for two reasons. First, to invite Young Master Montfort to the welcome banquet tomorrow evening. Second, to express my gratitude to the Third Young Mistress specifically."

"Gratitude?" Claire looked puzzled.

"The old lady that the Third Young Mistress saved in GraceHeal Hall today is the old lady of our Dupont family."

Claire smiled slightly: "Is that so? How is the old lady now?"

"She has regained consciousness and specifically told me to come and thank the Third Young Mistress in person."

Claire's eyes flickered slightly: "Is Mr. Dupont really here to express gratitude?"

"Of course. I may not be a saint, but I've always been clear - cut about gratitude and grudges! The Third Young Mistress saved my family's old lady today. In the future, as long as the Third Young Mistress asks, I will definitely go through fire and water."

Claire laughed and said, "Well, that's not necessary. I'm also clear - cut about these things. I don't really believe in verbal promises. So, if Mr. Dupont is truly sincere, there's one thing you can do for me."

"Sure, please tell me, Third Young Mistress."

"The VitalShine shampoo of the Moreau family's pharmaceutical company has a problem with its formula, and I'm not in a position to expose it."

Claire said this straightforwardly: "After all, I was once engaged to Lucas Moreau. I still have to consider our past relationship."

Claire took out a few pieces of paper and handed them to Luc Dupont: "Here is the evidence. I hope to see the VitalShine shampoo completely removed from the shelves within a week."

"Understood."

Luc Dupont put away the papers and then asked, "Is Young Master Montfort not available to receive guests at the moment?"

"Yes, my husband is not in good health. Mr. Dupont should be aware of this, right?"

Luc Dupont indeed knew, but he felt a bit annoyed that he couldn't even meet him because of this. However, the Montfort family in Metropolis was someone the Dupont family couldn't afford to offend.

Not to mention the Dupont family in Suncrest City, even his uncle's family, the Griffith family, which was also one of the four major families in Metropolis, had to show deference to the Montfort family.

So, even though he knew they looked down on him, he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Fortunately... this Third Young Mistress of the Montfort family was quite interesting. Oh no, she was extremely interesting.

The smile on Luc Dupont's face became much more sincere. He handed Claire an invitation with both hands: "At 8 o'clock tomorrow evening, the Third Young Master and the Third Young Mistress are cordially invited to the welcome banquet held by our Dupont family for Young Master Montfort."

Claire took the gilded invitation: "I'll pass it on."

After seeing Luc Dupont off, Claire went to Alexandre Montfort's room with the invitation.

Alexandre Montfort put away the virtual screen just a second before she entered. His eyes fell on her: "Madam, you can attend this banquet on my behalf."

Claire hesitated for a moment: "Uh, Young Master Montfort, actually, I've never attended a formal banquet before. I'm afraid I'll embarrass you."

Alexandre Montfort stared at her: "Just show the same assertiveness you had when you confronted Sophie Chevalier, and you won't embarrass me."

Uh?

"Hehe." Claire awkwardly touched her nose, "Young Master Montfort, regarding the matter with Miss Sophie Chevalier, I can explain..."

"No need."

He didn't even want to hear the explanation? Did he care that much?

After Luc Dupont drove away from the Montfort family's villa, Victoire Wentworth's car passed by his and headed towards the Montfort family's villa.

Soon, Victoire Wentworth arrived outside the Montfort family's villa. Looking at the garden - like scenery inside, she took a deep breath.

At the same time, Alexandre Montfort asked Leo about the investigation results of the incident that happened two years ago.

Leo replied nervously: "The surveillance footage from two years ago has all been lost, and the doctors and nurses in the hospital can't remember the specific situation at that time. However, I've asked the brothers to expand the investigation scope. We will interview everyone who had contact with you, Young Master Montfort, or even just saw you that night..."

Just then, the voice of the doorman came through his earphone: "Leo, a woman named Victoire Wentworth claims to want to see the young master."

Leo immediately reported: "Master, Victoire Wentworth is here, right at the door. Should we ask her, as the person involved, about the situation at that time?"

Alexandre Montfort nodded: "Bring her in. Go and get her yourself."

"Yes."

Victoire Wentworth sat on the battery - powered vehicle driven by Leo, with expressions of shock and regret alternating on her face.

Was the Montfort family's villa this huge? Were the servants of the Montfort family this well - trained? Everything about the Montfort family exuded a sense of high - class. This was not just about being wealthy, but a kind of refinement that came from the details based on wealth.

This was the kind of family she had always dreamed of marrying into. Unfortunately, Alexandre Montfort was paralyzed.

When they reached the main house, Victoire Wentworth got off the vehicle, looked up at the building in front of her, and felt another pang of regret in her heart. Why was Alexandre Montfort paralyzed?

Entering the house and seeing the magnificent decoration, she instantly became envious and sighed deeply in her heart. How could someone like Alexandre Montfort be paralyzed?

While she was sighing, she suddenly saw Claire coming downstairs. Although Claire was dressed in brand - name clothes, her face didn't look very good.

Victoire Wentworth immediately became happy and smiled at Claire.

"What are you doing here?" Claire frowned and asked.

Victoire Wentworth curled the corners of her mouth: "I'm here to see my brother - in - law!"

See my brother - in - law?

Claire looked at Victoire Wentworth in surprise. Could it be -