You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

After hearing so much from Mrs. Wallace, Clarissa started to see her colleagues in a different light. Every time she thought of the secrets they were hiding, she had a strong urge to laugh. Susan, who scolded her yesterday, had a useless husband. Yet, she boasts that she was married to a young master from a wealthy family. Amanda, who seemed friendly to her, was actually someone who loved to snatch things from others, even boyfriends, by using ruthless methods. Other than the two of them, there were also many others with a shady background.

Clarissa was sure that her article would not lack gossip materials.

As for serious company affairs, she never got to experience much of it. The closest experience she had was when she had to serve water during meetings and hand out documents. That was the only time she could overhear their conversations. Therefore, she had to use her imagination to fill in the gaps.

In the evening, Clarissa had to handle things that were not completed in the day. It was getting late, and there were not many people left in the office.

As she packed up to get off work, Matthew’s video call came.

Finding a corner, she answered the call.

Looking at her surroundings, Matthew frowned. “Where are you?”

“Oh, I… found a place to work in, so I can experience what it is like to be in a workplace,” Clarissa answered.

“Work?”

Matthew narrowed his eyes, and Clarissa could not tell what he was thinking. He continued to question, “How long will you be working for?”

“Hmm, I guess a month? I will see how it goes.”

“Good!” Matthew said.

What does he mean by that?

Clarissa could not fathom what his words or smirk meant. Frowning, she decided not to think too much about it.

“I’m getting off work now, so I have to go,” she said.

Just then, a familiar voice sounded from behind her, “Oh? Clarissa, you’re still here? Coincidentally, I am leaving too. I can give you a lift. Where do you stay?”

“Oh, Mrs. Wallace, it’s fine, I don’t want to bother you,” Clarissa replied, a little surprised.

“No worries! Come on, let’s go to the parking lot. I drove here.” The older woman waved.

Unable to reject Mrs. Wallace’s kind gesture, Clarissa followed her into the elevator, forgetting that her video call was still ongoing.

When they reached the parking lot, Clarissa raised her brows when she saw Mrs. Wallace’s car. It was a Mercedes-Benz.

Seated in the car, Mrs. Wallace continued to chat with her. Clarissa found out that the lady had been working hard in D City for the past twenty years and managed to buy a house and a car. Her children had also grown up and are now overseas, waiting for her to retire so she could join them.

Then, she started to ask Clarissa for her age, her relationship status, and her ideal type. She even suggested matchmaking her with someone else.

Clarissa hurriedly tried to placate her while diverting her attention elsewhere by asking about the company.

“Mrs. Wallace, how long have you worked in Tyson Corporation? Have you worked longer than Mrs. Zeller?”

“I worked there for almost eight years. Mrs. Zeller was already working there when I joined. That being said, if you want to be well-informed about what goes on in the company, you should come to me or my other colleague. Although, Mrs. Zeller did get transferred to where the president and other high-ranked management offices are. So I guess she has a higher rank than us. Since you’re asking me so many things about Mrs. Zeller, can I take it that you’re thinking about being the president’s wife or something?”

“No, of course not! Mrs. Wallace, don’t misunderstand

too hard that got fired in the end. Clarissa, you are still young, so it’s best to not have such unrealistic ideas. Other than that, our president is so old. You never know if he has any hidden sickness. And because he’s gay, even if he wants to marry a wife in

and pretty, so why would I be interested in someone like

best then. Anyway, I don’t think I need to remind you that older men tend to not perform as well as the young ones would, right? With my age, I can tell you that I’ve experienced all of it before. So don’t be shy, because this is an

understand,” Clarissa laughed it

clothes. His girlfriends are either pretty or rich. So he is not a good

“Got it, I won’t.”

Wallace grinned. “By the way, although our department manager is divorced, he’s a reliable man, and I think he

way! Mrs. Wallace, don’t spout

shy? He’s not bad, to be

as they reached Clarissa’s house, she rushed home as though she

in the company,

stairs in one breath. Walking into her apartment, she collapsed

A faint, low

from her sofa. Her house was silent, and there was no one at

Am I dreaming?

ran

picked up the kettle from her coffee table and held it in front of

line, Matthew

phone!” A male voice hissed. Clarissa heard the voice

with Mattew. Hurriedly, she fished out her phone from her

realized that the

a deep shade of

interested in you? Which department

Matthew could finish raging, Clarissa let out

Damn it! Matthew, why didn’t you end the call? You bastard! Pay me back for

complaints, Matthew

necessary to scream like

is she talking about,

“Stop screaming. I will cover your

“Who cares about that? Matthew, you… Why didn’t you end the call? Any normal person would’ve ended the call once the other party stopped talking, you

I ended the call, how else would I be able to hear about so much interesting information? Hmm? Especially

he

lower than before. As of the moment, nothing else was more important than hiding where she

anyway. There are many other

“Haha!”

laughter. “Are you sure she’s not talking

“O-of course I’m sure!”

I mentioned that I was working at Tyson Corporation. In my conversation with Mrs. Wallace, I didn’t bring up the

own. Haha…

narrowed and

to

chuckled awkwardly, unable to

seemed to believe her words as