You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Then, Matthew took Clarissa and Damian to another place. They ended up buying plenty of toys, filling the car boot to the brim. Some of them were even brought over from D City.

Only when night fell did the man finally drive them home.

Clarissa lingered at the door for a long while before carrying a sleeping Damian into the house.

Surprisingly, Catherine hadn’t gone to bed yet. After tucking her son in with Jenny’s help, Clarissa returned to the living room and had a glass of milk.

Catherine questioned upon seeing her enter, “Did you have fun? Why did you buy so many toys?”

Chuckling, Clarissa replied, “It’s been a long time since I last spent time with Damian, so I figured it was fine to go along with his wishes today.”

At that, Catherine nodded in acknowledgment. In reality, both of them knew the truth of the matter, but she didn’t mention a single word about Matthew.

“Alright, you must be tired after going out for the entire day, so rest earlier.”

Just when Clarissa walked out after taking a shower, her cell phone rang. Going into the study, she closed the door before having a video call with Matthew.

As Matthew gazed at the freshly-showered woman, whose hair was a touch messy and her face flushed, his heart jolted.

Noticing the darkening of his eyes, a fissure of embarrassment crept into Clarissa, and she spoke to divert his attention.

“Say, was it you who arranged for the contract I signed in D City back then?”

However, Matthew’s face was a mask of puzzlement. “What contract? Did you sign a contract with Tyson Corporation’s media company?”

“Please drop the act. Mr. Yates mentioned it when I had a meal with him back then.”

Hearing that, Matthew chuckled. “I did know about that, but I didn’t arrange it. Tyson Corporation only makes profitable deals, so they only signed you because you are viewed as profitable. Besides, it’s very difficult to get an appointment with you nowadays. Your popularity has soared. You’ve now become a renowned screenwriter.”

Clarissa tilted her head and smirked proudly. “Of course! If it weren’t because of you, I wouldn’t have signed with them.”

“Then, I’ve got to thank you, Ms. Quigley.”

“You’ve naturally got to thank me since a script I write will definitely make you a ton of money!”

While that seemed to be the truth, Clarissa didn’t dare boast as much to others. She would only say it to Matthew brazenly.

“I’ll give you a bonus if I make a ton of money.”

“Sure! I’ll invest it in my island. The annual maintenance is so costly that I’m about to become a pauper. Say, I haven’t even gotten to enjoy the island you gave me, but I’m already investing money in it. What a travesty…” Clarrisa groused.

However, she then remembered that the island had initially been meant for their wedding.

that, melancholy flooded her. She didn’t dare blather on

part of their son’s life, she always remembered to take photos or videos of their son’s growth. She then edited and combined them

to the previous year. She was no longer as

to be part of

unexpectedly set out for D City again despite just having returned a while

it was wholly for

entire day with him before leaving. Early the next morning, she departed at the crack of dawn. She knew her son would probably burst into tears and

a thick quilt. When Mandy picked her up, she demanded, “Why did you ask me to come over when there are no problems with the script? Can’t the others in the studio amend it? If they really can’t handle it, you could’ve sent me an

them if they’ve got any requests since they’re paying an exorbitant amount. Besides, it’s indeed rather busy now at the end of the year. On top of that, now that you’re famous, many people are requesting that you write them a script, so those in

bottom line of what she

“Alright, I got it. It’s really not easy to

once, Mandy’s expression changed. You’re merely writing scripts, so what’s so difficult when a single script of yours is selling at a

wasn’t

the hotel. She took a nap in the afternoon, and no one bothered her at night

she received a call from the media company, requesting that she go over for a

so Clarissa merely dolled up for a bit

in the other industries, it was doing considerably well

throughout the past few years. Many people now

collaborating with them. Honestly speaking, she would still

she had an appointment. She was then led upstairs to

while, the company’s representatives arrived. She recognized the

them then exchanged some pleasantries, both parties naturally hoping that the collaboration would go

“It so happens that the big boss made a sudden visit

referring to Mr. Tyson?” the young director

“Yes, that’s right.”

words fell, the general manager walked out. In no time, he then escorted

sat down, looking cool and indifferent as he placidly murmured,

smile and continued discussing the script, acting as though Matthew

were a tad nervous, the manager was still considerably calm.

which she was exceptionally good at drawing the line. Of

I’m sure you’re well aware

director—Maddox Wilson—interjected, “Mr. Jensen, it’ll be too mainstream if we really follow the current trends. It’ll then lose its meaning. I think Ms. Quigley’s ending

as Maddox, and they

took the notebook the general manager handed him. He then glanced through the outline

chimed in. His voice was clear and cool, yet it seemed threaded with a

with the

the ultimate president himself had spoken, the decision was now set in

“But…”

changed his tune, causing everyone present to swing their gazes at him, only