But in the current situation, she was in no position to prove anything. She had no conclusive evidence that the Hunter family was trying to defame the Windsor family deliberately.
"Sister, there must be something we can do to help father. Why don't we prove that sugar isn't poisonous? We can eat it in front of the public if we have to in order to prove that it's edible and not harmful to the body at all. If the public sees us eat it, they might believe us." Clara was just as impulsive as she had always been. Even the solution that she had thought of turned out to be similar to herself, impulsive and straightforward to the core. Unfortunately the world wasn't as straightforward as Clara considered it to be.
"It's not that simple. The Hunter family has already made thorough preparations. We can't go out into the public during this time or we would end up making the situation even worse. Let's think of something else until we hear back from Luke."
Violet didn't want to douse her spirit so she advised her to wait in a soft voice that soothed her angst.
Just when the two sisters were talking to each other, Clara felt like something was bothering her. She couldn't help but glance sideways towards one of the windows that opened out into the garden. She felt like there was a dark silhouette spying on them from outside the window.
Fear gripped her as a sense of foreboding took over her heart. Their conversation shouldn't have been heard by a third party since it was related to her father's safety. If their plans were to be made known to their enemies, there was a possibility that her father might have to suffer because of their inadequacy.
Although the silhouette had hidden itself to the side, his shadow was still visible over the window sill and Clara had picked up on it.
The moment Clara moved towards the Window, the man wearing full black clothes turned around and made a run for it. He realized that he had been found already and was probably afraid of being caught. His purpose had been listening into their conversation but it would only be fruitful to him if he managed to make it back to his employer to deliver that information.
Therefore, he didn't act greedily and made a run for it the moment things took a turn for the worse.
Clara didn't think of anything else either. She and Violet were already perturbed trying to look for clues regarding the mysterious poisoning, so when this mysterious dark clothed man presented himself, Clara felt like she was closer to a clue than she had ever been since the arrest of her father. This way she would be able to get as much information out of the dark clothed man as she needed because she was sure that the dark clothed man probably knew more about the situation than the Windsor family.
Clara didn't wait a second longer and ran right through the window with her herculean strength like a bull that could only see red at that moment.
Violet who was still in her senses tried to stop her from acting in such a foolish manner but she had only raised her hand in protest before the girl had already broken through the window pane and jumped out. Even her voice didn't reach Clara because it was a tad too late.
But the moment she realized that she hadn't been able to stop Clara from giving a chase, the gears in her head turned and she shouted towards the various guards standing around the living room.
"Go after her and keep her safe…GO!"
Violet knew her sister was quite impulsive and wouldn't let go until she caught up to the man in black. Therefore she was afraid that she would be led right into a trap by the black clothed man. Her sister was quite simple minded when it came to such things and had probably not even thought that the dark clothed man was fully capable of deceiving her.
Just as Violet had feared, Clara was like a bull chasing after red without giving her situation a single thought. She was not the least bit cautious about her own safety as she chased after the man with increasing speed. It didn't take long to exit the Windsor family estate for the two of them. Even though Clara was already fast enough, she was putting in enough force on the ground to accelerate past her norm. Even then the black clothed figure was still as elusive as ever. Clara was practically leaving cracks on the ground underneath her feet with every step but the black clothed man was easily able to match her speed after every burst of acceleration.
Instead of thinking of the possible implications of that she took it as a form of challenge from the black clothed man and was fully provoked. Determined to catch up to him, Clara chased him down the streets, buildings rushed past her in a blur until the people around them seemed to get scarcer with every meter they crossed.
The provocation from the black clothed man had caused her to be overcome with fury and she had long since lost all her senses. She didn't care where she was or where the black clothed man was leading her. The only thing in her sight was the sneaking figure that might have the information she needed to save her father.
But as the chase grew longer and longer, she finally knew that something was amiss in the whole situation. The man was clearly lacking in explosive strength and power since he kept trying to escape from her clutches. Had the man been confident in his strength, he would have already taken down Clara in order to escape freely. But that could only mean that the man had a strong physique corresponding to agility which made him faster than she was. The problem lay in the fact that whiles the man was clearly faster than her; he had been matching up his pace with her as if goading her into following him.
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