You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 271

That night, Clarissa was in for a lot of surprises.

Joshua turned out to be an actual nobleman’s son. After Clarissa managed to get a handle on things, she suddenly realized that Joshua’s talkative nature was not that difficult to comprehend at all.

After all, his father was a foreign minister who depended on his eloquence to win the public’s favor. I guess Joshua’s talents must be some sort of alternative genetic inheritance, right?

And then there was Olive, Joshua’s mother.

Could Joshua’s artistic talent be another form of alternative inheritance too?

Clarissa had trouble getting it into her head that Joshua, her talkative and sometimes immature friend, was actually born into an upper-class family. Yet, he bore so little resemblance to his parents.

It looks like one should never judge a book by its cover.

After seeing Jeffrey off, Clarissa and Joshua walked to the front of the hall.

Clarissa understood then that the charity auction was held not just in the name of Olive’s charitable spirit. She got to know more about the complicated matters involved.

Clarissa met so many people at the banquet that night, some of whom she could recognize and some she did not.

Judging by the number of familiar faces, she could tell how important Olive’s annual charity banquet was to these people.

Ryler and Yaala attended the event together. A few other famous celebrities were present too. Clarissa went ahead to pay her respects.

Ryler raised a brow when he noticed Joshua next to Clarissa.

“Is he your new boyfriend?”

Clarissa’s mouth twitched.

Joshua’s eyes lit up. “Oh, Ryler! How did you know?”

Clarissa rubbed her forehead. Yaala chuckled, “You have good taste, Clare. This one looks tender and sweet. That’s good.”

Clarissa rolled his eyes, unimpressed.

“Can you please stop fooling around?”

Ryler grinned, “What’s wrong? Can’t we celebrate the fact that you have a boyfriend?”

Clarissa snorted, “Ryler, quit talking like that or I’ll pretend I don’t know you.”

Feeling threatened, Ryler gave in. “Fine. This one isn’t good enough for you anyway. Ditch him and find another. There’s bound to be one with your name on it.”

Yaala laughed at his statement. And while that was going on, someone held her by the waist.

Yaala froze and quickly wrenched herself free from the arms that held her, putting some distance between Henry and herself.

glanced at Yaala’s stone-cold expression before turning to face Clarissa. Smiling, he greeted her, “Hi,

Matthew coming?”

furrowed his brow. “Don’t you

Clarissa went quiet.

her, each pair just

him come, Rissa. Just know that you’re my

Joshua, whose eyes seemed to be

learn that there was something going on between Clarissa and

Yaala had never asked Clarissa about her personal life, but it seemed that Clarissa and Matthew had not completely

out, on behalf of Matthew, anything he could about Joshua’s identity and background,

of the devil and he shall

appearance without a partner. His

news about his fiancée too. The public took

he entered

averted his gaze and

Clarissa frowned, visibly upset.

two did not seem to be in any sort of contact, but that was probably how it

you going to talk

Clarissa snorted, “No.”

grinned. “I really don’t get what’s going on between

It’s a long story.

mind. I’m not exactly interested. I’m just hoping to hear good

“Ms. Zaha, are you really not curious at all? Well,

you’re expecting good news. So, I think I can probably

wonder Henry has so much trouble vying for her attention. Yaala’s too smart

onto the stage. There, she was the epitome of elegance and grace. She did not have a grand speech prepared. Rather, she dove straight to telling stories of everything she had seen abroad and experienced in person. Everything she mentioned was neither

able to be brought

that great power came with great responsibility, and not everyone with huge

had a

pictures of her cause, making her

her, or they were just pretending. As long as they were moved, they were more

one-woman show went on for half an hour. After that, as the

Clarissa, “This painting has been collecting dust at home for ages. She came across it last night. And

her son. Of course you don’t think much of it. But Olive’s a renowned artist.

I don’t see how something like that can be

for

have poor taste? For your information, I’m highly sought

doesn’t automatically translate to having good taste, mind you. And you don’t need to shout. Let’s be honest, you and Olive

did not want to

snorted and looked away, like an

She actually wanted to bid for Olive’s painting, but she backed down after the tycoons in attendance kept offering prices beyond her

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