Chapter 2 SPECIAL OFFER

A woman hurried to meet Elle. Judging from the way she was dressed, the woman was none other than Young Mistress Elle's housekeeper.

"Madam, there is a woman claiming to be named Clara who wishes to see you." said the woman as she looked at Elle respectfully.

"Then bring her here, Auntie. Before that, do you know who Clara is?" asked Elle as she read the fashion magazine in her hand.The name Clara sounded familiar to her.

"As far as I know, Clara is the wife of one of Madam's farm laborers." the woman explained.

"I see, send her in, in case she needs help." Elle ordered her assistant.

"Yes ma'am." The woman quickly left Elle's presence and a few moments later she returned with the woman who called herself Clara.

"Leave us alone, Auntie."

"Yes, ma'am." Elle's household assistant quickly left leaving Clara alone with her Mistress.

Elle invited Clara to sit down. Although she was quite powerful and had the wealth of a queen, Elle was not an arrogant person. She was always friendly and caring to those around her.

"So, what is your purpose in coming to see me, tell me, don't be shy." Elle encouraged Clara to speak up as she realized the woman in front of her looked very shy.

Compared to Elle, Clara was clearly younger than her, perhaps a few years apart in age. For a laborer's wife, Clara's appearance was not that bad.

Although not from branded clothes, Clara looked fashionable in the clothes that were now attached to her body. Plus her fair skin added to the impression that she came from a wealthy family.

"I want you to be my husband's second wife, Madam." Clara's statement made Elle laugh.

In the last three years after her seventh marriage failed again, Elle chose to be alone and enjoy life without a companion. Today a woman suddenly came and asked her to be her husband's second wife, which was ridiculous.

"Aren't you wrong? Coming here to ask me to be your husband's second wife, that's pretty ridiculous." Elle couldn't help but smile, but she tried to appear appreciative of the woman's visit to her home.

"I've often heard rumors that Madame is very fond of handsome men. My husband is quite handsome and you must like him, I can guarantee that, Madame." Clara tried to convince Elle to give in to her unreasonable wishes.

"Actually, what is your purpose? You wouldn't offer your husband to me for free, would you? So what do you want?" Elle quickly cut short their conversation, she wanted to know the point of her conversation with the woman in front of her.

"It turns out you're quite sensitive. I'm not going to share my husband for free. I want a dowry that I'm sure Madame can afford. "Clara flashed her smile, a smile that looked sly and mysterious.

Elle took a sip of the red-colored water in her glass, then got up from her seat after placing the magazine she had been reading on the sofa where she was sitting.

"Can I see his picture?" Elle was curious as to what the man's face looked like, so the woman in front of her felt confident that he could attract someone like her.

"Sure. One moment." Clara took the cell phone in her small bag, she quickly searched for her husband's photo in the gallery, "This is my husband, ma'am." Clara showed a photo of a handsome, clean-skinned man with a sweet smile. He was wearing a light blue shirt.

Elle took Clara's phone and looked closely at the photo. He was quite charming, not fit to be a laborer. She had to double-check what Clara's husband did for a living.

"What does your husband do?" she asked later.

"My husband works as a cattle farmer on Madame's farm." Clara answered firmly, without any fear.

"What is your husband's name?" she asked again.

"Arley, ma'am. My husband is young, twenty-seven years old and has no children." Clara clarified the identity that Elle might need.

"How much dowry do you want? Do you know the risks of taking your husband as my husband?" Elle immediately asked Clara what she wanted, as she was interested in Arley.

The man had really caught Elle's attention after she had been unable to find a replacement for her seventh husband.

"I have already written it down. I also understand what risks I am taking by giving up my husband to become Madam's husband. In fact, if I have to divorce him I don't mind a bit." Clara's statement made Elle smile strangely. The woman could not understand why Arley's wife seemed to be selling her husband.

"Why are you willing to give up your husband just for a nominal sum? Is he not in your heart?" Elle might be asking something personal, but she really wanted to know.

"He is no longer important, ma'am. I married Arley all this time just because I wanted to feel victorious in competition with his first girlfriend. Furthermore, I don't feel happy being married to her, which is why I don't want to carry Arley's child. Uh, I'm sorry, I'm telling Madam this personal thing." Clara showed no guilt at all. She seemed to be telling Elle everything on purpose

"This is your cell phone. How much dowry do you want, try to show me. One more thing, if you no longer want Arley, divorce him on the same day he marries me. How about it?" The woman immediately picked up her cell phone.

Elle's offer made Clara's heart leap with joy. To let Arley go, it was not a problem for Clara, because the amount stated in the check was quite large. Enough for her to live in luxury.

"This is the dowry I want." Clara presented a check that made Elle widen her eyes. It wasn't that it was too expensive, she just wondered why a man as good as Arley was valued that low.

Elle recalled Arley's face that she had seen on Clara's cell phone, the man was like a diamond in a pile of coral. The rich woman would not hesitate to dig deep into her pockets just so she could have him.

"Okay, you've also given me your account number here. I will transfer the money immediately. After that, your husband is officially mine." Elle folded the check, put it on the table and sat back down.

"Of course, ma'am. I'll take my leave then, thank you for your time." Clara stepped away after receiving an affirmative nod from Elle.

The woman quickly walked out through the side door to meet her subordinates.

"Grey, Jho, Ben, you guys hurry to the farm. Bring home a laborer named Arley, he's my future husband. I will send you the data later. Remember, don't hurt him at all." she ordered the three men who were joining Elle's dozens of other men.

"Yes, ma'am." the three of them replied in unison and immediately carried out their employer's orders.

'I will take good care of you handsome man, I even want to carry your seed. I think I'm really in love with you, even though I've only seen you in pictures.' Elle thought, making her lips curl into a smile that was hard to interpret.