I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Chapter 496 - Clarkes Jewel Exhibition

Chapter 496 - Clarke's Jewel Exhibition

The sabotage plan carried out by Roger Douglas was going well. He knew that Alan already had a backup plan. Roger and his father forgot that their opponent was the Clarke family, who had far more power than they imagined, especially now that Erick had been helping Alan secretly. Although still in England, Erick still monitored what Alan was doing. All his men reported in details what they would do every day, including Alan's plan to hold a jewelry exhibition in Dubai, as a last resort after the mall where he would hold an exhibition was sabotaged by Roger Douglas.

"Is everything going to go smoothly?" asked Anne nervously.

Alan stifled a laugh. "Relax! Everything is well taken care of. You don't have to worry."

"But this is Dubai. There are so many important people. I feel uncomfortable, especially with these clothes. Then where is Alice? Why hasn't she arrived yet? Didn't she and the others leave London last night huh? Was their flight okay... uh I mean, they landed safely, didn't they?" Anne bombarded Alan with many questions.

Alan put his arm around Anne's waist. "They are in this hotel and are getting ready to get down, baby. So why are people watching you, that's because you are Mrs. Clarke. They are curious and want to know who Mrs. Clarke is."

Anne's cheeks heated up at Alan's compliment. "You sweet mouthed guy."

"I'm serious, the invitees have been whispering in the back praising my wife's beauty. They are fascinated by you, not only men but women too."

Anne immediately grabbed Alan's arm tightly. "I'm a normal woman Alan, I'm not a lesbian."

Alan chuckled. He then landed a kiss on top of Anne's head. "Those women look at you not because they're in love with you, honey, they admire you. So don't get me wrong, we have to be good at carrying ourselves. And one more thing you shouldn't be afraid of people like that, they're nice."

"Including the boys? Should I return the glances they gave me?" asked Anne innocently.

"What the heck ..." Alan immediately turned to the four teenagers that Anne pointed at. His eyes immediately stared full of emotion at the teenagers, warning them not to look at the woman.

Anne chuckled when she saw Alan's anger. She then grabbed Alan's face to look at her again. Anne didn't want Alan to make a fuss at the big event that would take place soon.

"Except for young people like that, you can't look at them or smile," said Alan coldly.

"But you said earlier..."

"It's different, Anne, the wild wolves are looking at you as prey," Alan growled with emotion.

Anne smiled. "Alright, Lord Alpha, this she-wolf obeys you."

Alan's eyes narrowed. "Are you saying you call yourself a she-wolf?"

"Yes, aren't you the male wolf?"

Without permission, suddenly Alan landed a kiss on Anne's lips. It was not an ordinary kiss but a passionate deep kiss from Alan that Anne was currently feeling. Realizing this, Anne tried to break from Alan's kiss by pushing his chest, but Alan didn't budge. Anne's strength was nothing compared to Alan's, which was 10 times stronger than her. Alan just released his hot kiss from Anne when he saw several invited people entered the exhibition area.

"Remember that well, Anne, I'm a wolf. So don't you ever dare think about other boys or smile at them when the fair is about to start, you don't want this male wolf to attack you right now, do you?"

Anne nodded quickly even though she didn't understand what Alan just said. Her face was red from the hot kiss that Alan had just done. Luckily, the lipstick she currently wore was a lipstick that had good resistance, so it wouldn't disappear even if she was kissed.

Shortly after Alan released the kiss, the invited guests who were going to attend the exhibition began to enter the room that had been provided, as the host in welcoming his guests who were important people. With Anne beside him, Alan really looked very professional in dealing with Dubai's rich society who were interested in the jewelry from Clarke's Jewel. His aura seemed to dominate the rich people who had just entered the VIP room in one of the Burj Khalifa buildings where the exhibition was being held. With the charm that Anne gave, Alan's appearance became perfect. The flashes of blitz from the journalists had not stopped in taking pictures of Alan Knight Clarke with his beautiful wife, Marianne Clarke. Since she married Alan, her last name was changed to Clarke, following Alan's last name. Even though Anne actually preferred the name Muller behind her name, she finally accepted the name that was pinned to her. Because to her, Alan and Jack were the same, they were just two names in one body of the man she loved.

From a distance, Mr. David Clarke, who was standing with Luis, Erick, and Alice, looked up at the stairs towards his favorite grandson who was talking to the guests. He was proud because his beloved grandson was able to carry himself well.

"Calvin and Megan seem to give everything to Jack, he's really amazing at the moment," said Mr. David Clarke suddenly.

Eric smiled. "Not only the late Mr. Calvin and Mrs. Megan, sir, but you too. You have educated Mr. Alan so well that he has become an extraordinary man."

"Still it's actually Jack who is dealing with these people, his demeanor, manner of speaking and adaptability are all Jack's. If Alan were still alive, maybe they would both be great men who would rule this world. If only things could be returned to the way it was. At first, it must have been very nice to see my two grandchildren standing together to build their respective business empires," said Mr. David Clarke hoarsely. Remembering the fact that Alan had died made the old man sad again.

Luis who was standing behind Mr. David Clarke immediately grabbed the old man's shoulder for support, while Alice bit her lower lip so as not to get carried away. Whenever discussing the master's twin brother who died tragically, Alice was always sad. She felt sorry for Mr. David Clarke who had to let the bones of his beloved grandson remain in a coffin without a proper burial.

As the atmosphere was uncomfortable, Erick suddenly knelt before Mr. David Clarke. "Everything has been arranged very well by God, including our meeting sir. Maybe if Young Master Alan is still alive, you will never know that you have another grandson and it feels like all of our meetings would not have happened like this. What we are experiencing has been very well arranged by God. Up there, Young Master Alan must be happy with his father and mother whom he has not met since childhood, just like Mr. Jack who is now with you. Mr. Jack must be very happy to know that he still have a grandfather after living alone after his father and mother died."

Mr. David Clarke smiled at Erick's words. He slowly grabbed Erick's hand which was on his knee and held it tightly. "Jack is lucky to have a loyal and kind assistant like you, Erick, thank you for always being by my grandson's side all this time."

Erick nodded his head. Slowly, he got up from the floor because the event was about to start. Jack and Anne were now on the stage to give a speech in front of around 500 wealthy Dubai and other Middle Eastern countries, who were ready to buy the latest collection from Clarke's Jewel.

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Bam!

"Fuck! How come they are in Dubai right now, how come?!! Aarrgghhhh ....!" Roger Douglas squealed with emotion when he saw an article featuring a photo of Alan and Anne at the Burj Khalifa where the Clarke's Jewel exhibition was held.

To be continued