You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

The next day, Clarissa exited Twilight Company with the chief editor, Jane White. They were on their way to meet with the director and investors of The World.

Clarissa would rarely attend such lunch meetings. She was but a homebody, and a very beautiful one at that.

Given her beautiful looks and reputation as a best-selling author, the men in the room couldn’t help themselves from leering at her, putting her on the spot as they shifted the topic to her.

Clarissa excused herself from the private room. Her face blushing because of the alcohol. After splashing cold water on her face to cool down, she started racking her brain for an excuse to leave first.

As she exited the restroom while sending a text, she looked up and realized she had gone the wrong way.

She was just about to leave when she heard a voice in the corner.

“What is it that you don’t like about me, Mr. Tyson? Why can’t we give this relationship a try? I’ve loved you since the day I met you. Even if you don’t like me now, you’re still single. Give me a chance, please?”

Clarissa listened as the woman sobbed. My heart would have melted if I were a man.

Yet the man remained silent.

“Matthew!” the woman shouted.

Clarissa stopped short, only to see Matthew walking out from the corner.

The woman had caught up to him and was hugging him from behind.

“You…” The woman froze at the sight of Clarissa.

“Clare!” Matthew called out abruptly before Clarissa could feign ignorance and walk away.

Her legs gave way, and she almost fell.

The woman gave Clarissa a hostile once-over.

Matthew’s lips curled into a smirk as he distanced himself from the woman and cast Clarissa a suggestive glance.

“Come here, Clare,” he ordered, allowing no room for rejection. Yet his tone sounded somewhat gentle.

Damn it!

Clarissa could feel that the man had something sinister up his sleeves.

Uncle Matthew.” She let out

Matthew? You’re

“Um… Yeah.”

“Come here,” Matthew repeated.

with

when Matthew approached her in large strides, embracing

a wicked grin

However, his action and her term of endearment only made them look as

you still calling me

expression clouded over as she shot Clarissa

her twenties. And here I thought he’s a mature man who is not into young girls

you’re into this,

no, no, you must

grip around Clarissa’s waist, forcing her to shut

The man you love is

Is she even qualified to

that’s none of your

her heels and

her mouth, he had already let

sudden change in

did you

cut in

behind his back. She could only admit that she had used up her luck and would have to move out of

took you so

thinking that the tall and handsome man beside her was just a customer, she pulled Clarissa by the hand and dragged her back

you, Clarissa. I think he fancies you.

here to pick me up,” Clarissa cut in, then turned to Matthew, whose back was facing her. “Wait for me, Uncle Matthew.

turn to use him this

his tracks and looked

sorry, will you? Bye,” she said hastily, then jogged up to Matthew with

his eyes, but he said nothing as they exited the restaurant

Matthew got into the car, Clarissa took out her phone to call herself a

“Get in!”

I’ve already-” Clarissa swallowed her words