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?

a pretext to get Shermaine to visit her often. And every time mother asked me to pick her up, she and her doctor would cook

his lips, Clarissa started to understand the

anything nor have any say should the Tysons

the Wynters were exerting pressure on me. As a friend, I had to go visit her. That was it. I never did anything else other than

Shermaine more than

marriage through the rumors. The Wynters

back because of his brother, Matthias. He didn’t have a fallout with them and ignored the rumors circulating out there. After all, those rumors were unfounded. Matthew was already coming up with a plan

he had forgotten that Clarissa would misunderstand after reading the news. Besides, Ellie’s interference caused him to miss his chance to explain to her. He

to pressure him into listening to them, he handled them confidently while trying to find a way out. After all, he knew he had total control

the young lady

expectations, Clarissa is

casually. As the ash fell into the ashtray, his

lady remained unfazed after hearing his

Matthew asked, “Clare, don’t you have anything to

up and met his

nothing

manager was heading back with her card, so she took it from

moment she exited the room, a pair of stunning

recognized her immediately. Isn’t this

tall and burly man beside her. He’s different from the elegant Matthew and charming Jeremy. Wow, he’s smoldering hot. His arm is around her waist. I think he can snap her in

by each other in a

to her, the man

this man as he inclined

celebrity

“You know them?”

private lounge, the man pulled her into his lap and caressed her gently. “That was Matthew and his

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

of displeasure appeared in the

lips became swollen. She wiped her lips and hissed in pain. However, she didn’t seem to be pissed off. Instead, she straddled

trailed over his chest. “You’re so horny. I’ll feed you after dinner,

leaving the private lounge, Clarissa had already booked a ride. She ran out and got into her ride

what had happened, she wasn’t in the mood

laptop. When she

He’s too free, huh?

I’ll forgive

Hmph!

is the first

What a sly fox.

have plenty of time to spare. But he’s a president running a company. Let’s see who will stand till

all night here. He was bombarded with

another phone call