You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa showed up at the entrance of the hotel, decked out in a simple black long dress, with little makeup on her face.

Nevertheless, her appearance was a call for attention as many men went up to flirt with her.

Clarissa was unhappy about that. If it wasn’t for her mother’s complaints about her suffering with the Garretts, she wouldn’t have agreed to attend the banquet.

But was it as simple as seeing the world that her mother had told her to come for?

Clarissa had her doubts about that.

Having been approached by another man again, she coldly rejected the man and turned toward the balcony.

With the curtain blocking her view, she could finally regain her peace when she felt the warmth of a body from behind her.

Clarissa whirled around in shock, only to see a perverted-looking old man standing right in front of her.

As she reflexively dodged away, the man stood where he was, flashing a salacious grin. “We meet again, Clary. How nice is that?”

The man was none other than the old man the Garretts had introduced to her.

Clarissa trembled in rage as realization dawned on her that it was yet another trap.

Looking at the man angrily but warily, she wanted to walk around and leave, but the man stopped her.

“Step aside, Mr. Jensen.”

“Why the cold face, Clary? We’re gonna become a family, eventually. Let’s just take this time to get to know each other, shall we?” “Family, my foot. Move aside before I scream for help.”

“Go ahead. People will probably think that I’m only flirting with my fiancée. Relax, Clary. I know these people here. But you… will anyone believe you? Besides, the Garretts have approved of this. Stop being so stubborn and behave yourself. I promise I’ll be nice.”

The old man pounced on Clarissa. But she wouldn’t even give him a chance as she lifted her dress and booted him in the stomach before running away.

insisted I come over today, huh? How could I be so stupid? Why did

left the banquet without saying

where you are, Clarissa!” Yvonne’s commanding voice was heard

and headed

as she stood right

burning in her stomach, Clarissa swiftly grabbed hold of her wrist and shoved her aside,

“How dare you

to treat her like

a madwoman, she charged at Clarissa

back, pulling her hair with one

none of them yielding to each other until Hilary and Zach came

even gave Clarissa a

gaze wasn’t that of a mother’s, but of disappointment and mostly

around emotionlessly and

eyes darted at her were those

hair and her clothes and walked away

herself in a quiet corner away from the crowd, where she eventually got to her knees

air was suddenly thick

to leave, she saw a man leaning against the wall, smoking

Did he see me in that disheveled

she had been staring at him for a long time because

who then scrutinized her from head to toe. Her cheek was swollen and

meet again, Mr. Tyson,” she

cool and aloof

am I kidding? Why did

just as

was

not know how to fight

Is he mocking me?