You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Clarissa was taken aback.

Seriously? He wants to come to my house late at night? Something seems strange.

Even if he’s an elder I should respect, we aren’t close enough for me to invite him to my house, right?

“Uncle Matthew, I’ve just moved in today. The house is messy. Why don’t…”

As Clarissa trailed off, trying to make up an excuse, the smile on Matthew’s lips disappeared.

“Okay. You can go now. Let’s go!”

As the window rolled up, Clarissa watched the car drove off into the night.

When the vehicle disappeared from sight, she patted her chest and entered the building.

Was he upset because I refused to invite him into my house?

Should I invite him another time?

After all, I got to live here thanks to him. Hmm, I should extend an invitation next time.

Clarissa made up her mind. I should prepare some nice snacks for Uncle Matthew, too.

When the investor Clarissa met previously, Wilfred Knight, asked to meet her again, she was caught by surprise.

Of course, she didn’t reject his invitation as it would be a bad idea to offend an investor. She called her chief editor, Jane, and asked the latter to join her.

Jane agreed without hesitation. But when Clarissa arrived at the restaurant, Jane was nowhere to be seen.

Wilfred was a middle-aged man. He wasn’t that good-looking, but he seemed like a kind man.

Jane told me something held

was on

discomfort and flashed

interested in you, but I won’t force you to do anything. Let’s

I have some opinions regarding the script. Can you hear them

Knight. Go

was

by her reply. However, he prided

income, so there’s nothing I can tempt her with. It

gave her some valuable opinions that were of great help to her. She

Clarissa let her

ride home. Clarissa rejected him politely as they

“Mr. Tyson?”

out. Stunned, Clarissa spun on her heels and

alone today. There was a gorgeous

clad in a black suit, which made him both regal and

in awe of

Clarissa was scoffing. When the man’s icy gaze swept across

Tyson, this is Clarissa,

out.

still

speechless by Wilfred’s

Matthew was glancing at her as he lifted his eyebrows. Strangely, she felt

them without a

caught up to them, leaving Clarissa

the

thought she’d never meet