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.

huh? How could I be so stupid? Why did I go soft for that woman who was supposed to be my

left the banquet

Yvonne’s commanding

ignored her and headed

up to her as she stood

stomach, Clarissa swiftly grabbed hold of her wrist and shoved her

screamed. “How dare

dared to treat her like that since

at Clarissa from behind,

yelped in pain and fought back, pulling her hair with one hand while clawing

yielding to each other until Hilary and

Clarissa a tight slap across the

mother’s, but

and

if the eyes darted at

hair and her

found herself in a quiet corner away from the crowd, where

was suddenly thick with cigarette smoke did she regain her

hands. Just as she was about to leave, she saw a man leaning against the wall, smoking and looking mature and charming,

there? Did he see me in that disheveled state

for a long time

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

again, Mr. Tyson,” she

remained cool and aloof and

am I kidding? Why did I

that useless?” he piped up just as she was about

was momentarily

fight back? Are you such a

Is he mocking me?