You'll Fall For Me, Today or tomorrow

Damian did not like the weather in D City but after a heavy snowfall, he was able to make a snowman outdoors which compensated for his initial dislike.

As for Clarissa, she never liked doing activities in the cold snowy weather. However, any adult watching a heavy snowfall would revert back to being a child. As such, she helped her son build the snowman.

Yet, when the snowman did not meet Damian’s expectations, his mood dampened and he felt upset.

The boy whined, “Mommy, the snowman is so ugly. I don’t want it…”

Clarissa was helpless. “Damian, this is the best I could do…”

Still pouting, Damian could not bring himself to accept that the big, ugly, and shapeless snowman was his.

Left with no option, Damian started sobbing and crying.

Clarissa was at the end of her wits and all she could do was to text Matthew for help.

At that moment, Matthew was in a meeting. After receiving the message, he smiled when he saw the picture of the ugly snowman in the yard sent by Clarissa.

The text read: Help. Damian thinks the snowman I made is ugly. What should I do? Give me some guidance.

Building a snowman was not something that Matthew had done before and thus, he had no idea how to go about it.

In the conference room, the executives were silent for a moment, waiting for instructions from the president. In the end, what they got were not instructions, but instead, a question from him.

“Can anyone give me the fastest way to build a beautiful snowman?”

Everyone was dumbfounded before turning to look out the window, gazing at the snow that was still falling heavily outside.

Is the president trying to imply something? Is he trying to use a snowman as a metaphor for our work?

Yes, that is likely the case. Although making a snowman is something only a child would do, from the planning till the implementation, it requires both actions and also aesthetics. From the birth of an idea to carrying it out, it must be a combination of actions and thoughts. Is the president hinting to us that we’re only using our brains without practical action?

“President, I used to help my children make them. According to my experience, although making a snowman seems simple, it does require coordination. If you’re not careful, the snowman might turn out different than what you expected. So, for starters… Secondly… What needs to be noted is… Finally…”

Matthew listened and nodded thoughtfully, looking as if he was satisfied with the suggestions.

“President, I do agree with what he said, but I have a second feasible plan. I think…”

What came next was several people giving their own opinions or affirming what had been said. Of course, those who had actually built a snowman when they were young had the most say.

These suggestions were all recorded by Matthew using his mobile phone. After Clarissa received the information, she listened to how these elites talked about making a snowman through sophisticated planning, and she had mixed feelings about it.

Clarissa tried to put the ideas of these elites into practice. She felt that since these instructions on ways to build a snowman were from talented individuals of Tyson Corporation, it must be effective.

Hence, she trusted their methods.

snowman seriously and carefully, hoping to make up for the failed previous

stood aside, full of expectation as he watched his mother trying to create a snowman that would hopefully be an adorable one that he had

Half an hour passed.

soon turned into

be! I’m doing exactly as they instructed. Why do I keep

wrapped tightly in a down jacket as he stood in front of the second snowman that his mother had made. His small face had a serious expression. If

an awkward smile on

that there must be something I missed. Maybe

hands in his pockets. After Clarissa finished speaking, he looked up at her, then

a loss

Damian looking

to cry, Clarissa threw down the shovel and followed her son into the house dejectedly. After changing into a fresh set of clothes, the mother-son pair were seated together on the soft

my son proud anymore. I wonder what’s going to happen once this

her even more. When that happens, I’ll become the dumbest of the family and both he and

scenario sent a chill

gave Matthew

could say anything, Clarissa blurted out, “Matthew, in your eyes, I’m the smartest woman ever, right? In the future, you must

he sounded strained when he said, “Clare, I’m on the way

shocked and she sprang

Are you hurt? What’s

me, it’s George.

dangerous it could be for an elderly man

was calm when she said, “I got it. Hurry up and

say anything to console Matthew as no one knew what the outcome

Clarissa sat down. Her son was looking at her with concern in his

“Mommy, what happened?”

hands a squeeze, shook her head and replied, “Noting. It’s

“Alright.”

before saying, “Actually, it’s about your daddy’s father,

“Grandpa?”

He also knew that Grandpa was his

was simply a man

not at the age where he could understand his father’s concern. He

can’t run too fast or you’ll fall, okay? And if you fall, it will be painful for you when you have to go

about injections, Damian was so frightened that he clutched

good boy and I won’t fall. You,

by her

“Alright, I’ll be good.”

instruct the elder woman and