Cedric Grant's words sounded utterly sincere, but Clara Grant merely stared at him with an indifferent expression and said coolly,
"I hope you mean what you say and that you won't disturb my mother again. She's had a very difficult life. She finally met Uncle Jarvis, and I want her to live the rest of her life in peace and happiness."
Cedric Grant nodded hurriedly. "Don't worry, rest assured. I'll keep my word. I won't disturb her life again. But Clara, you are my biological daughter, after all. My blood flows in your veins. You can't disown me."
"Don't worry, I don't have any other motive. It's not like I'm trying to play the family card just because you're the Young Mistress of the Quinn family now. I just don't want to lose my daughter."
Clara Grant said nothing. Cedric Grant glanced at her before continuing gingerly, "Chloe… even though she's done many things to wrong you… she is, after all, your own flesh and blood. She's your little sister."
