Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Chapter 249 Valerie Showed Up

"You've forgiven her for what she had done to you?" Horace didn't want to let Valerie go so easily.

"Ashlee's death should be the biggest punishment for her." As a mother, it was too cruel for Valerie if

she couldn't even attend her daughter's funeral. Clara didn't want that.

"Alright, if you want her back, I'll make arrangements."

"Okay." Clara continued eating without speaking more.

Seeing that Clara was still reluctant to speak, Horace sighed. It seemed that it was not easy to repair

their relationship.

On Sunday, Isaac drove Clara to Ashlee's funeral. Clara called Helena to come with her instead of

going alone.

After entering the venue, Clara saw Glenn at a glance.

Glenn was standing in front of Ashlee's portrait; his back was slightly curved. He had lost his spirits.

Looking at Glenn's back, Clara's felt a little sorry. Glenn was never a qualified father to her, yet he was

her family. Now seeing him frustrated in such an old age, Clara felt sad.

Helena didn't want to see Glenn again, so Clara stepped forward alone.

"Dad," Clara called out softly behind Glenn.

Turning around and seeing Clara behind him, Glenn felt a little complicated. Midland Inc. had gone

bankrupt. Valerie went far abroad. Ashlee died. Although Valerie and Ashlee had no one to blame,

Horace was still somehow related to the matter. Now seeing Clara at Ashlee's funeral, Glenn had

mixed feelings.

But no matter what, Clara was his only child now. Thinking of this, Glenn said warmly, "You're here."

"Yeah." Not knowing what to say, Clara simply replied.

"Anyway, Ashlee your sister, you should come and say goodbye to her." After that, Glenn glanced at

Ashlee's picture again with tears in his eyes.

Clara didn't know how to comfort Glenn, so she silently stood beside him.

Although the Middleton family had fallen, people knew that Darren arranged the funeral. Because of the

Kirkland family, many celebrities came to express their condolences to Ashlee.

At this moment, Darren was standing on the stage making a speech.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today, we are gathering here to mourn Ms. Ashlee Middleton. On behalf of

Ashlee's family and friends, as well as everyone presented, I would like to express my deepest

condolences on the passing of Ashlee. May the dead rest in peace and the living strive..."

Just as everyone was listening intently to Darren's speech, there was a sudden commotion at the door,

mixed with the cry of a woman. People all looked over.

The security guard at the door was trying their best to prevent a woman from breaking into the venue.

But the woman was crazy. She slapped the security guard desperately and kept scratching their faces

with her fingernails. The security guards failed to stop her and the woman broke in.

Clara felt that the woman's voice was very familiar. One closer look and she found it was Valerie.

Valerie no longer looked like a noble lady. She looked messy instead. She was wearing patched

clothes in the style of an old woman. Her sneakers were worn-out, and a bit unfit. Her heels kept sliding

out of the shoes when she ran.

Moreover, Valerie was now as thin as a skeleton. Her clothes looked loose on her body. Her cheeks

were sunken. Her face was sallow yet at the same time pale. She looked malnourished for a long time.

Clara was somewhat stunned. She had never seen Valerie look like this. In her impression, Valerie had

always been an arrogant lady in fancy clothes. But now, she looked like a beggar. Where did Horace

send her? How could she have been tortured like this?

Valerie staggered all the way to Ashlee's body and then fell to her knees with a thud.

"My dear, how can you die! How can you leave me alone in this world! I didn't even see you for the last

time."

Darren, who was about to come forward to stop this, recognized Valerie when he heard her cries, and

for a moment he was a little incredulous. Then he waved his hand to the security guards who were

about to take Valerie away.

"Ashlee, my poor daughter, you died unjustly, you were murdered, it's all my fault, I failed to protect

you…"

Valerie cried out disregarding her image. Among the female guests present, several were her friends.

When they saw Valerie, who had never given in to others, they all sighed. People started to discuss.

Glenn was also frightened by Valerie's arrival at first. When he realized what happened, he hurriedly

stepped forward and pulled Valerie away. "Don't embarrass us at Ashlee's funeral, okay? Everyone's

watching."

"Embarrass?" Hearing Glenn's words, Valerie stood up from the ground, grabbed Glenn's shirt with

both hands, and said angrily, "You still care about your face at this moment? Glenn, you're a bummer.

You can't even protect your wife and daughter. Are you a man? Are you a father?"

Nothing knowing where Valerie got so much strength, but Glenn couldn't break free from her for a

while. He was shaken by her, and his face turned red because of the tie.

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Seeing Clara, Valerie became even madder. She let go of Glenn and gave Clara a slap. Clara dodged

it in time, but Valerie's sharp nails left several bloodstains on Clara's arm.

"Clara Sleman, bitch! How dare you to come to Ashlee's funeral! If it wasn't for you, how could my

Ashlee die at such a young age? I must kill you today, bastard!"

Having said that, Valerie wanted to attack Clara again but was stopped in time by Glenn. Darren

blocked Clara tightly behind him, looked nervously at the wound on her arm, and asked, "Are you

alright?"

Clara shook her head, indicating that she was all right, and he didn't need to worry. But the moment

she moved, the wound was torn up. Clara grimaced in pain.

"Glenn Middleton, what the hell! Why did you stop me? This bastard killed your daughter!" Seeing

Glenn stop her, Valerie punched and kicked at him and screamed desperately.

"Clara is also my daughter. She is my only child now. I have to protect her!" Glenn was enraged seeing

Valerie's vicious look. There were so many people. It was such a shame. "Whatever you want, go

home. Don't make trouble here, okay!"

Hearing Glenn's words, Valerie burst into laughter. "She's also your child? Glenn Middleton, you've

been cuckolded long ago. Don't you know?"

"What do you mean!" Glenn's face turned ashen.

"Let me tell you something. Clara Selman is not your child. She is a bastard. You've been raising other

people's child for so many years!" After shouting these words, Valerie cried again, "You're still

protecting her now. Glenn, do you know that this bastard killed the only daughter you had!"