You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

When Shermaine returned to the Smallwood residence, the first scene that met her eyes was her mother crying, looking vulnerable and pitiful.

She was already in a bad mood, so when she saw her mother crying like this, she felt even more irritable.

“Shermaine, are you back? The Tyson family has gone too far, especially Matthew. I called your Uncle Jacque just now. The Tysons really need to be taught a lesson. Just one word from the Wynters, and the Tyson family will get on their knees and apologize for what they have done.”

Shermaine had heard these words from her mother countless times, and she had been hopeful.

However, her hopes were crushed each time.

“Mom, don’t be so childish. What can the Wynters do to them? They are in the same boat, after all. Rocking the boat would do no one any good.

“But…”

“Don’t you ‘but’ me. If your brother could help, would things have turned out this way? Can ‘just one word’ make Matthew marry me?”

In fact, this was exactly what Kayla had in mind. She remembered that when she was young, many people would come to see the Wynters, asking for help.

When she asked her father why, he told her that the Wynters were superior and no one dared to oppose them.

That perception had been instilled in Kayla’s mind, and all these years, she thought that this was the absolute truth.

Moreover, Kayla had not encountered any setbacks or major challenges previously, so she only grew older but not wiser.

Kayla felt a little hesitant when she saw her daughter’s displeased face that was filled with disdain.

Reaching out, she hugged her and said in a low voice, “Shermaine, don’t be afraid. No matter what, I will definitely help you. After all, you are my only baby girl. If your Uncle Jacque is unwilling to help you, I will go to your grandma. Your grandfather had a lot of subordinates back then, and now they have become incredible figures. If your grandma helps to oppress the Tysons, they will have no choice but to agree.”

Shermaine was doubtful. “Mom, do you think it will work?”

“Why not? Tomorrow, I will visit your grandmother and ask her for help. If Matthew refuses, we could find someone to cause trouble for his company. Other than that, we can also make him lose his position. It would be a piece of cake for us, so don’t worry.”

Shermaine looked at her mother in surprise as she had thought that Mom was an innocent and incompetent woman who was overprotected by her grandfather.

It was totally unexpected that she could plan such strategies.

Shermaine herself had thought of these plans before, but she was not able to carry them out without help from the Wynters. Furthermore, these plans were easier said than done.

So, she was now in an awkward position.

In the evening, Kayla told James her plan. James had always loved his wife and children, so although he had nothing against the Tysons, he was fine with just threatening them a little.

Besides, the whole family needed to be in the Wynters’ good books.

Consequently, the Smallwood family visited the Wynters again the next day.

and complained to her before Shermaine proceeded to tell her love story in the most

family of all kinds of treachery and unkindness to

Tysons a little lesson might be a bit too much. However, for so many years, she had always felt that she owed her daughter too much, and this granddaughter had been very filial to her, thereby winning the old lady’s heart. In order to

too far this time, and they

called some of Pyotr’s former subordinates, using his relationship with them as a pivot. After her greetings, she made clear the

done making those calls, Hannah told her daughter and granddaughter, “You girls, rest

outpouring

to her old age that she was not as cold-hearted as she used to

and adored this lovely granddaughter. She wanted to shower her with love, perhaps to redeem herself for being cruel

…

up again for another blind

like the previous time. According to Hilary, this candidate had just returned from Wall Street. He was a venture capitalist with a net worth of billions. Moreover, he was personable and handsome. This time, Clarissa was dressed to the nines under Hilary’s supervision.

Clarissa felt helpless, she had no choice but to comply with her mother’s wishes. Shortly

did look appealing, while his demeanor was elegant and

smile, gazing at her with gentle eyes. After chatting for ten minutes, she was surprised that he did not try to impress

half an hour of simple conversation during which they asked each other some basic questions

was interested in her or not. Deep down, she hoped that

with having a meal with

Clarissa home. Instead, he invited her to go for

declined

Longman, but I

for being too direct. This is quite normal overseas. If I’ve offended you, I do

is just my personal

that case, let

“There is no need.”

did not insist on sending Clarissa home. After watching her leave, he went to the bar. After all, his nightlife

long after Clarissa reached home, Hilary called to ask about her date. After bombarding Clarissa with questions, she insisted that her daughter be more proactive in looking for a partner and encouraged her to invite Mr.

they met often, it would only be natural for them to

Mr. Longman is quite good-looking, perhaps I could try it out with him. Besides, when Mom is satisfied, she

Longman, and the two went out on several

Clarissa for a drink once again,

few drinks with Mr. Longman, she became groggy, so he helped her into the car and took her to

could sense that she was being supported by a man who had a scent that made her feel uncomfortable. Repulsed, she frowned and wanted to push

carried her into a room and put

In her semi-conscious state, she heard water splashing but did

piercing sunlight. Blocking her eyes with one hand, she

returned, and she jerked up in fright. In that instant, the worst thoughts

the blanket and examined herself, she realized that she was still wearing yesterday’s clothes, which

a short moment, she found her handbag near her bed

eight o’clock in the morning, she quickly came out of the room. But before she could

“Huh…”