Clara didn't want to listen to any more of their meaningless nonsense. She knew her own capabilities, and whether others believed in her or not was their business.

Matthew saw Clara about to leave and hurriedly followed her. He felt Clara became even more enigmatic.

Perhaps this was the real Clara.

"Matthew, where are you going?"

Lillian, holding onto Ione, quickly followed, coquettishly saying, "We didn't drive here, and it's not easy to hail a taxi. Matthew, could ...