You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Despite her protests, Clarissa was taken to a meal by Matthew.

Served with an assortment of delectable dishes at Skylight Restaurant, Clarissa decided to put a halt to her complaints.

After all, her grudges and dissatisfactions were directed at Matthew and not the delicious foods served.

Upon filing her tummy, Clarissa got up and asked the waiter for the bill.

Quickly, the manager approached in person and looked at Matthew awkwardly.

Staring directly at the manager, Clarissa demanded, “Stop looking at him. We’ve decided to go Dutch for this meal. What’s the total?”

Receiving a look of acknowledgment from Matthew, the manager smirked and revealed a number.

Clarissa’s eyelids twitched upon hearing it.

Ouch, such pain.

At such a price, even splitting the bill would cost her a small fortune.

She reluctantly pulled out her credit card while trying to keep her cool smile all the while.

“Okay then. Lead me to the cashier counter to foot this bill.”

“It’s okay. I’ll do it for you.”

Having taken Clarissa’s card, the manager turned and walked out of the private lounge.

Meanwhile, she could only patiently wait.

She tried her best to ignore Matthew, nonchalantly lowering her head to browse her phone to pass the time.

Of course, the slight commotion had attracted unwanted attention from diners around. She could feel gazes fell on her, thus making her extremely uncomfortable. Clarissa prayed in her heart that the manager would come back quickly, or she might have to go out on her own.

“Clare.” The moment Matthew’s magnetic voice called out, she could feel her heart beating feverishly.

Trying to remain calm, she chose not to answer.

Since Clarissa did not respond, Matthew’s slightly twitched, perhaps from annoyance. Taking out a cigarette, he lit it between his fingers, took a deep huff, and puffed out a cloud of smoke.

The smell of smoke whiffed into Clarissa’s personal breathing space. This was what she was accustomed to: the smell of Matthew.

Slightly disturbed, she heard him said, “Just so you know. The rumors between Shermaine and I were orchestrated by the Smallwoods.”

Clarissa could not help but smirk. She could clearly see that the scandal did have the Smallwoods orchestration written all over it. However for him to act on the same page as the Smallwoods intended, could it be that his hands were tied?

to visit her often. And every time mother asked me to pick her up, she and her

his lips, Clarissa started to understand the

any say should the Tysons wanted Shermaine to be their daughter-in-law

also why I went to Moranta with her so she could receive treatment. Besides, the Wynters were exerting pressure on me. As a friend, I had to go visit her. That was it.

treated Shermaine more than

the Smallwoods who sneakily tried to confirm their marriage through the rumors. The Wynters had turned a blind eye to their

the rumors circulating out there. After all, those rumors were unfounded. Matthew was already coming up with a plan to deal with the problem, so he wasn’t

Wynters, but he had forgotten that Clarissa would misunderstand after reading the

pressure him into listening to them, he handled them confidently while trying to find a

was sure the young lady would end up being

expectations, Clarissa is

of his cigarette and flicked it casually. As the ash fell

remained unfazed

“Clare, don’t you have

up and met

have nothing

of the private lounge. The manager was heading back with her card, so she took it from him and left without

the room, a

landed on the lady, she recognized her immediately. Isn’t

from the elegant Matthew and charming Jeremy. Wow, he’s smoldering hot. His arm

by each other in

caught up to her, the man glanced at Clarissa and

know this man as he inclined his head

celebrity asked her

“You know them?”

pulled her into his lap and caressed her gently.

decided to partner with you because of her, right?” the lady exclaimed. “No wonder. Look how pretty she

flash of displeasure appeared

However, she didn’t seem to be pissed off. Instead, she straddled him seductively. Her actions and words were the total opposite of

satisfy you? Hmm?” Her hands trailed over his chest. “You’re

ride. She ran out and

the mood for shopping anymore and decided to

a nap and worked briefly on her laptop. When she went to her balcony,

He’s too free, huh?

 doing this on purpose so I’ll forgive him. He

Hmph!

is the first

What a sly fox.

time to spare. But he’s a president running

here. He was bombarded

phone call came