Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 283: She Is Jack Clarke’s Daughter

Chapter 283: Chapter 283: She Is Jack Clarke’s Daughter
Elara Don hadn’t spoken because she was trying hard to remember who Serena Wells was.
She felt that the name Serena Wells was very familiar, and upon looking at that face, it also seemed like she had seen it somewhere before.
When a flash of inspiration hit her mind, she finally remembered who Serena Wells was!
Elara Don’s heart was racing somewhat, she took a step forward and blocked Linda’s path.
Linda looked Elara Don up and down, "Who are you? Please step aside."
"She doesn’t want to serve drinks, please don’t force her."
Elara Don said softly.
"Don’t make it sound so unpleasant, serving drinks? She’s just socializing."
Linda explained briefly and then glared fiercely at Serena Wells, "Serena Wells, I’m giving you another chance, if you want to lead the dance, you must come inside."
Serena Wells’ eyes were red, "Linda, I really can’t drink, I only know how to dance."
"Who in our dance troupe doesn’t know how to dance? Really, if it wasn’t for Mr. Lee seeing potential in you, do you think you could be at the table today?"
"But Linda..."
"I’ll count to three, if you don’t want to lead the dance, then don’t go in."
Linda said impatiently.
Serena Wells bit her lip, looked at Elara Don with pleading eyes.
Elara Don frowned, temporarily speechless.
"Miss, dancers need to maintain a good figure, yet you have your dancer drinking, are you joking?"
Benjamin Harper walked to Elara Don’s side and mocked.
Linda choked, originally wanting to retort, but since it was Benjamin Harper, she awkwardly said, "Drinking a little is okay."
"Linda, I’ve had several glasses, I really can’t drink anymore."
Serena Wells tore Linda’s pretense.
Linda glared at her angrily, eyes full of warning.
Benjamin Harper watched this and said, "Miss, what dance troupe are you from? I’ll be filming an ad in the country soon and need a backup dancer. I think she is great, I’ll have my agent contact you later."
Linda’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she quickly introduced herself.
Serena Wells was both surprised and delighted, looking at Benjamin Harper with stars in her eyes.
Benjamin Harper gave her his agent’s contact information and then said, "Alright, we have matters to attend to and must go now. I hope Linda, you ensure your dancers strictly control their diet and don’t ruin their beautiful image."
The underlying meaning being she shouldn’t force Serena Wells to drink anymore.
Linda understood, and naturally wouldn’t force Serena Wells to drink anymore.
Serena Wells looked gratefully at Benjamin Harper, "Mr. Harper, may I keep your contact information?"
Benjamin Harper frowned, somewhat unwilling.
"Miss Serena, because of Mr. Harper’s work situation, it’s inconvenient to give you his personal phone number. Let’s leave a contact info with me first, you can find me if you need anything. I’m a good friend of his, I’ll help convey your messages."
Elara Don spoke up at just the right moment.
Serena Wells paused for a moment and then smiled, nodding.
"Alright, sister, you’re so nice."
Elara Don pursed her lips and said nothing.
After exchanging numbers and adding on WeChat, Serena Wells was led into the private room by Linda.
Benjamin Harper looked at Elara Don, "Elly, do you know her?"
He originally didn’t want to interfere, but since Elara Don stepped forward to help, he couldn’t stand by idly.
He thought Elara Don was just helping out of kindness, but in the end, she exchanged numbers with Serena Wells, which was a bit strange.
If it was just kindness, there was no need to exchange contact information with Serena Wells.
"I don’t know her, but I know her father."
Elara Don stored away her phone, a glimpse of deep light flashing in her eyes.
Benjamin Harper looked at her in surprise, "Who is her father?"
"Her father is Jack Clarke, the man who killed my mother seventeen years ago."
Elara Don’s fingers slightly curled, she replied.
She had seen Jack Clarke’s information, which led her to feel familiar upon hearing Serena Wells’ name.
Seeing Serena Wells’ face again, she finally remembered.
Jack Clarke killed her mother, then inexplicably died himself.
Something is definitely wrong here.
Can she approach Serena Wells to find some clues?
Benjamin Harper looked at Elara Don and suddenly realized.
So that’s it!
No wonder Elara Don wanted to exchange numbers with Serena Wells.
Is she trying to get close to Serena Wells to gather information?
"Elly, you want to look for clues, right? I can help you," Benjamin Harper said.
Elara Don was startled, "You want to help me?"
"Well, Serena Wells seems to admire me, I can become friends with her and see if I can get some information for you," Benjamin Harper offered.
"Benjamin, are you thinking of using your charm?"
Elara Don felt grateful, and blurted out.
After speaking, she realized it was inappropriate and quickly covered her mouth, "Sorry, I didn’t mean that."
Benjamin Harper laughed lightly and coughed, "It’s okay, as long as I can help you, using my charm doesn’t matter, that’s my asset, isn’t it?"
"Benjamin, you’re truly a good person, but letting you seduce is a bit unscrupulous, isn’t it?"
"Elly, are you indirectly calling me despicable?"
"Uh, no."
"Then it’s settled, give me her number."
"Ha, Benjamin, you mean it?"
"Absolutely."
"Thanks so much, I’ll treat you to something nice to eat someday."
"..."
The two joked back and forth.
After settling the bill, Elara Don waved goodbye to Benjamin Harper.
Getting into the car, she thought for a while and sent a message to Damon Hawke.
"What are you up to?"
At that moment, Damon Hawke was attending a small party hosted by Evelyn Miles.
A lot of people were there today, all from Evelyn Miles’ circle, along with several members of the Miles family.
Damon Hawke was standing and chatting idly with some friends, his gaze inconspicuously observing someone not far away.
Gabriel Miles’ son Julian Miles was at the moment accompanying Gabriel Miles, engaging with several guests.
Julian Miles wore glasses, wasn’t tall, appeared bookish, looking soft and scholarly.
After graduating from university, he didn’t immediately work but planned to take public exams, continuously reviewing at an apartment.
Yet he never lived with Gabriel Miles but resided in City B.
Damon Hawke drank thoughtfully.
He just couldn’t figure out why James Lee frequently entered Gabriel Miles’ apartment?
Do they have some kind of relationship?
"Tom."
A man’s voice called from behind.
Damon Hawke turned around to see Hunter Miles holding a wine glass walking over.
"Uncle Hunter."
Hunter Miles nodded, looking at Damon Hawke, "I’ve heard some things, wanted to chat with you."
"Please go ahead, Uncle Hunter," Damon Hawke said respectfully.
"I heard you have twins with a girl named Elara Don?" Hunter Miles asked.
"Yes."
"Then are you planning to be with my daughter now?"
Upon hearing this, Damon Hawke glanced at Gabriel Miles nearby.
"Uncle Hunter, I can only say, let’s let things unfold naturally."
There’s no way he would be with Evelyn Miles.
But before Elara Don’s mother’s case is clarified, he won’t easily express anything to the Miles family.