Chapter 45 Overconfidence?

She even thought that if she had met William Foster instead of Samuel Grant in a previous life, she might have fallen in love with this gentle and considerate man much earlier. Being together, they would definitely be in perfect harmony, filled with happiness and joy. Even if she maintained that somewhat stubborn personality from the past, she would surely cherish and treat William Foster well. After saying goodnight, William Foster did not go to sleep immediately but got up and left the room. His steps were light and unhurried, as if some plan was slowly taking shape in his mind. It was already late, and Zam was getting ready to rest when he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening. He stepped forward and asked, "Mr. William, is there something still up at this hour?" William Foster nodded slightly and said, "I have an important appointment tomorrow. I need to go out to meet someone." Zam immediately understood, a slight smile appearing on his face, "Alright, I’ll have someone prepare a professional stylist to dress you up." William Foster then instructed, "Prepare early; this time, I need to carefully select my clothes and also pick a suitable pair of glasses to match." Zam nodded and replied, "No problem, I will arrange everything properly." Internally, Zam felt quite excited. In the past, William Foster would go out casually dressed because he was naturally handsome, with a good physique that could not look bad no matter how his hair was styled. He didn’t need to put much thought into his attire. But this time, suddenly paying attention to his appearance was indeed a bit surprising and intriguing. However, he also understood that this was actually normal, just like a peacock displaying its feathers to attract a mate, this indicated that William Foster valued the person he was meeting a great deal. The next morning, as soon as Clara Bennett opened her eyes, the first thing she did was pick up her phone to check the stock market. Seeing the price of the stock she bought yesterday had fallen, Clara Bennett showed no worry. On the contrary, her expression carried a hint of resolve as she directly invested another ten million. This action could be considered quite bold. Because she was full of confidence in this stock, she believed it would soon rebound. Despite being so optimistic, she constantly remembered the issue of the butterfly effect, secretly thinking that investing too much might draw market attention and change the normal trajectory of this stock. Therefore, after careful consideration, she decided to keep the investment below ten million, an amount that would be effective without being too conspicuous. After freshening up, Clara changed into an outfit she had meticulously chosen beforehand. A pair of camo pants paired with a black fitted tank top, over which she draped a simple yet stylish sun-protection jacket as an accent. To better fit the overall casual style, this time she chose not to wear makeup, appearing with a bare face, simply paired with combat boots and a baseball cap before heading out the door. Just as she was about to leave, remembering the important occasion she was facing today, she ultimately turned back to take her personal weapon, a dagger, from the cabinet, securing it inside her pants before she could truly relax and walk out. As soon as Clara reached downstairs, the gaze of her three brothers was drawn to her almost simultaneously. Facing the caring eyes of her brothers, the girl beamed a bright smile, "Good morning, brothers." Such a sweet and warm scene seemed to touch everyone’s heart, instantly dissipating the slightly tense atmosphere, and putting the three brothers in a very cheerful mood. Feeling the positive energy brought by his sister, Charles Bennett joked, "Seeing your smiling face, I feel full of energy now, and I’m sure I can maintain a really good state today." Next to him, Edward Bennett also couldn’t help raising a thumb to express his approval, "I think just your confident aura can leave a deep impression on the interviewers." However, James Bennett, who was relatively more delicate and sensitive, expressed a different opinion with some concern, "Although I also believe your smile is your greatest charm, in such a formal occasion, shouldn’t you spruce yourself up a bit? After all, others might have already dressed themselves up meticulously." Seeing their sister, who usually dressed up beautifully to go out, appearing so casual today, Edward Bennett, who always valued image management, couldn’t help feeling surprised and confused. "Clara, did you forget that you have an important interview today? Harper will be here to pick you up for the company soon. Are you really planning to go like this?" To this, Clara appeared unusually calm and composed: "Yes, I’m planning to go in this state." Hearing her firm response, her brother James still seemed somewhat uneasy, trying once more to persuade her, "Clara, we all know you’re extremely beautiful even without makeup, but this is a work matter. What if other applicants are seriously prepared... Wouldn’t you think this might make you seem less professional?" "Yes, Clara, you’re aware of how hard-to-please Ethan Smith, that producer, can be. He’s often in the news for being rude to actors. What if he picks fault over this?" Her second brother Charles added, sharing his concerns. After listening to their concerns, Clara took a sip of milk, her gaze resolute as she looked back at them, "In fact, my intention is to make them look at me with new eyes through this approach, so don’t worry. I can assure you that Ethan Smith will not only not scold me but will actually give me high praise." Upon hearing this, the three brothers of the Bennett family were left with puzzled expressions: "..." Is our sister a bit... Overconfident? Clara indeed had immense confidence in herself. Since childhood, she had always been a beauty, making her unforgettable at first glance. It was simply impossible for her to feel any inferiority about her appearance. With fair skin, high beauty, a great figure, she never felt at a disadvantage compared to anyone. But Clara was not excessively confident. Her skin was naturally white and cool, smooth as satin, with long hair like a cascade of black water, sleek and shiny. Her eyes, brimming with charm, were always full of sentiment and seductiveness. Her nose, dainty and prominent, could serve as a model for cosmetic surgery, along with sensuous red lips, making her captivating. Yet she also had the charm of contrasting cuteness, her smile both sweet and with a hint of sensuality. This was Clara, both adorable and alluring. She was very confident in her appearance, unfazed by the starlets in the entertainment circle. The title of Ocean City’s No. 1 Socialite and the daughter of the Bennett family was not granted lightly. Only someone like Samuel, who was bewitched, would think that such a Clara fell short compared to Daisy Stone. Perhaps Samuel has now come to his senses, realizing that it was never about Clara being inferior to Daisy.