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.

over today, huh? How could I be so stupid? Why did I go soft for that woman who was supposed

banquet without saying

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

ignored her and headed for the

up to her as she stood right

her stepsister was about to slap her. With rage burning in her stomach, Clarissa swiftly grabbed hold of her wrist and shoved her

Yvonne screamed. “How dare you hit me? You

treat her like that since

charged at Clarissa from

her hair with one hand while

a catfight, none of them yielding to each other until

even gave Clarissa a

a mother’s, but of disappointment

emotionlessly and went

wondered if the eyes darted at

hair and her clothes and walked away

crowd, where she eventually got

the air was suddenly thick with

the back of her hands. Just as she was about to leave, she saw a man

he been standing there? Did he see me in that disheveled state just

at him for a long

dragged her feet to the man who then scrutinized her from head to toe. Her cheek was swollen and

meet again, Mr.

remained cool and aloof and

Why did I even talk

piped up just as she was about

was momentarily

you not know how to fight back? Are

Is he mocking me?