Anderson stared at her. "That's all?" "Of course! Why do you think?" "Nothing." His eyes were complicated. Obviously, there was something on his mind. Clarissa clenched her fingers secretly, feeling a little flustered in heart for no reason. But she had always been good at disguising. After looking away, she quickly calmed down without showing a trace of panic on her face "Have you found anything?" "Yeah." Speaking of this, Clarissa didn't hide anything from him, and took out the picture that Mark gave her. "Someone tampered with my mother's car and cut the brake pad. I suspect that this was why she had a car accident." Anderson's eyes glinted. His eyes looked somewhat cold-blooded. "Do you need my help?" "No!" Clarissa replied very simply, "I want to take revenge for my mother on my own. I don't want anyone else to help me." Her mother had always been the one she loved the most in this world. Fiv
Clarissa looked at him blankly. She just talked in anger, and she didn't expect that he would take it seriously. A sore pain came from her chin. Then she groaned and said unhappily, "What are you doing? It hurts!" "Answer me." His tone was aggressive, and his eyes were indifferent. Being stared at by him like this, Clarissa immediately felt a little scared. She frowned, "What do you want me to answer?" "who am I?" Clarissa was speechless. "Are you an idiot? Don't you know who you're?" However, she only dared say this in her heart, and she did't dare really say this. She smiled flatteringly and answered honestly, "Anderson." "What?" Clarissa was confused. Was the answer wrong? She replied tentatively, "Mr. Jordan?" Anderson was speechless. "Haha... Do you want me to call you the president?" Seeing that Anderson's face became tenser and tenser, Clarissa knew that she had answered w
"Mummy?" "Yeah." "Really? Did you find mommy for me?" Anderson smiled, "Do you want to see her?" "Yeah! I want to see her so much!" "Then I'll hang up and then send you the photo. You should go to bed after watching it, okay?" "Okay." Only then did Anderson hung up the phone. He found a picture of Clarissa that he had accidentally taken before and sent it to Anne. When Anne received the photo, she got so excited immediately. She thought, "Is this my mommy?" "Mommy is so beautiful! She has fair skin, pretty eyes, high-bridged nose and good-looking lips!" "Mommy and I look exactly the same!" "Wow... Grandma, this is my mommy! I am her baby and I feel so happy!" Anne ran to the living room to find her grandma excitedly while holding the phone. Unexpectedly, as soon as she ran out of the room, she was caught by the maid who took care of her. "Anne, it's ten o'clock now. Didn't you promise me to go to
Clarissa naturally followed them. She was not very interested in this kind of activity. But as the manager of the department director, she couldn't let them down. Therefore, after drinking a few glasses of wine, she asked them to enjoy themselves and then went out to take the fresh air. The karaoke bar was chosen by a colleague of the department, and its decoration and layout were very stylish. Out of the box, there was a curved corridor. Outside the corridor was gardens and lawns, and the gardens were dotted with several buildings, looking like a private holiday village. Standing on the corridor, Clarissa stretched her body. The wind in the winter night was always cold. Although she wore a thick down-filled coat, the cold wind poured into her clothes from her neck. Clarissa stood there for a while, feeling that she was almost sober and was about to turn around and go back. Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, she saw a familiar fi
Lauren shook her head. "I'm fine. Don't call the police." She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "Clarissa, help me get the clothes, okay?" Clarissa stared at her. She knew that since Lauren had a high social position, ordinary people would not dare do this to her. Besides, she was followed by bodyguards at any time, so no gangsters could get close to her. Seeing Lauren like this, Clarissa felt that... there was inside story. She didn't say anything, turned around and went out to find Lauren's clothes. After taking them in, she helped her go to the bathroom and take a simple shower before taking her away. In Estdal Manor. When Pattie saw that Clarissa brought back a girl who she had seen on TV, she was very happy. "Pattie, this is my friend, Lauren. She may live here these few days. Please cook some light supper for me." "No problem." Clarissa helped Lauren into the room. "Clarissa, I want to ta
Ten minutes later, she came out. Anderson had hung up the phone, and he was sitting at the table and waiting for her. Clarissa took a deep breath, composed her emotions, and walked to him. "You've been there for so long. Are you okay?" Clarissa shook her head, "I'm fine." The fireworks had not yet started, and a cellist was playing a melodious and delightful melody in the restaurant. There were beautiful candlelight all around, looking so romantic in such a night. Anderson looked at her and smiled, "Mrs. Jordan, would you like to dance with me?" Clarissa was stunned. Anderson had stood up, walked to her, and then bent over. She looked at his palm in front of her, feeling a little helpless. "Anderson, I didn't wear a dress." "I didn't wear a suit, either." Regardless of her words, he held her hand and pulled her up from the seat. The tune was slow. They danced together in the open space in front of the r
With a straight face, Dexter slapped the table with strength. "How dare you! If you don't marry Mr. Richardson, who do you want to marry? That b*stard Jameson?" Lauren frowned. She wanted to explain something, but the dull pain in her heart made her unable to say it. After a while, she said in a deep voice, "Don't worry. I won't marry him either." It had long been impossible for them to be together. Jameson hated her so much, and he didn't even want to touch her. How could he marry her? Lauren held back the tears in her eyes and added, "I just want to focus on my work now, and I don't think about anything else. I'm still young. Let's talk about my marriage in a few years!" After speaking, she turned around and went straight upstairs. Seeing her attitude, Dexter flew into a rage. He roared upstairs, "If I find that you meet Jameson again, I will break your leg! If you don't believe me, try it!" ...... During the Spr
In those three years, her life changed drastically. Joining this group had almost changed her life. Later, she left the group and came back from aboard alone. In the past two years, she almost broke off contact with Lost Vanguard. Except for Mark, who also left in advance and was responsible for spying, almost no one knew her existence. Even so, Clarissa had been secretly paying attention to the activities of this group in the past two years. She found that there was an infighting in Lost Vanguard in the past two years, but she couldn't know it very clearly because she was far away from them. But she didn't except that it would be so serious. If she remembered correctly, Jane should be one of Antonio's apprentices. She was an orphan, and Antonio had been sponsoring her to go to school. He accidentally discovered her talent for racing and took her to Lost Vanguard. She was just an 18-year-old girl who hadn't graduated from college, a