Clarissa did not speak, only smiling while holding the milk tea. Anderson said a few words. Looking at her smiling face, he couldn't complain anymore and smiled with her. "Tell me! Have you already had a plan?" Clarissa nodded. Although she was surprised to see Anderson here, it was similar to what she had originally planned. She had wanted to competed with Lara again. But it would be easier and fairer to hold the competition if it was proposed by Anderson. Anderson seemed to have thought of this. He smiled warmly, "It seems that I shouldn't have said that." Clarissa shook her head in a hurry. "No, it's nice that you came here." She didn't say that although she had had a plan in her heart before she came here, she was a little diffident in her heart. She... didn't dare to believe anyone in the Richardson family anymore. It was Carson who personally confirmed her crime five years ago. Even if she could compete
Lara stood there and said proudly, "I took a lot of hard work to paint the draft five years ago, so I remember it very deeply. Clarissa, you had seen my design and you may remember it vaguely, but you can't remember it more clearly than me. So you'd better give up. Your draft can't be better than mine." Clarissa smiled, "Is that so?" "Of course. If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Richardson." "Mr. Richardson, is she right?" Carson looked at Clarissa in shock, and the expression on his face was complicated. Lara thought that she was right. She thought, "Clarissa is really an idiot! She has forgotten her design draft five years ago. Otherwise, how could she think of such a stupid way of drawing it again to remember it?" "According to the principal's expression, he must have found that Clarissa's draft was completely different from the design five years ago!" Thinking of this, Lara felt even more proud. Anderson said blandly, "Alright, Announ
Lliana stepped forward quickly and stood in front of her. Clarissa frowned slightly. "What's the matter?" "How dare you ask me? Tell me! What did you do to Lara? She is in the hospital now!" About the result of the competition, Carson promised that he would announce the truth to people to improve her innocence. However, the doctor said that Lara was in poor health and she couldn't be stimulated any more. Otherwise, her life would be in danger. Although Clarissa didn't care whether she would die or not, she didn't want to be charged with murder, so she could only agree to postpone the time. Therefore, until this moment, Lliana still didn't know the truth. She only knew that the reason why Lara became like this was all because of Clarissa. When she saw Clarissa, her heart was full of hatred. Clarissa smiled lightly. She looked at Lliana, as if she was looking at an idiot. "Lliana, you know what? Being stupid is a kin
Clarissa's expression suddenly became fierce. She was really angry, and she really couldn't understand how could Elliot have the confidence to say such words to her! "Elliot, I think you have overestimated yourself. Do you think I will stay single forever and cherish the memory of those days we were together for a man like you? How can you be so shameless to dream like this?" Being ridiculed by her several times, Elliot became a little irritable. "Clarissa, don't consider my kindness as evil inention! Do you know what kind of person Anderson is? Do you know him? Since that woman can be related to the Jordan Group by marriage, her family background can't be simple. Have you ever thought about what will happen to you when she knows the relationship between you and Anderson?" Clarissa smiled faintly. "Whether I know him or not, it has nothing to do with you. Although we knew each other not long ago, I think that I have known him enough. At least I know
Clarissa's face changed. It was Lliana's voice. D*mn it! The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they were about to come in. Clarissa rushed forward quickly and locked the door from inside. Then, she quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed a number. "Oh, why can't I open the door?" "What? Let me see." There was a sound of opening the door from outside. The door couldn't be opened without a key, because it was locked from inside. Lliana immediately understood. "Ha! It seems that the b*tch has known this. Does she think that she can stop me with the door? You are too naive!" As she said this, she took out her mobile phone and called someone. "Brody, bring me the key to box 8823 immediately! Don't talk nonsense! If you dare tell others about it, you will be fired tomorrow!" Listening to the arrogant voice outside, Clarissa suddenly remembered that this hotel seemed to owned by the Duncan Group. Sh
David knew the seriousness of this matter and replied quickly, "Mr. Jordan, we will get there in thirteen minutes at top speed." Usually, it took an hour from the airport to Deluge Hotel. They had driven for a while, and even the remaining distance would take at least forty minutes. David had done his best to get there in thirteen minutes. After all, a car was not an airplane. No matter how good its performance was, it cannot fly there. Anderson understood this reason. He pursed his lips and didn't speak any more. At this moment, Conner received a call from one of his subordinates and frowned. "I see. I'll ask about it now." After he hung up, he called Elliot first. "Elliot, are you at Deluge Hotel today?" Elliot didn't know what was going on, so he replied with some doubts, "Yes, what's the matter?" "Do you know who is in the room 8828?" "8828?" Elliot was stunned, and then he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
One of them had got the key and stepped forward to open the door. After a "click" sound, the locked door was immediately opened. Almost as soon as the door opened, everyone turned their backs in unison. As long as they thought of the scenes that might happen in the box, they couldn't bear to see it. However, Anderson just stood there quietly, not moving at all. Someone noticed that something was wrong and looked back suspiciously. The next second, his eyes widened in surprise. In the box, four strong men lay on the ground. Everyone's head was bleeding. One of them lost a finger and he was in a coma. The blood permeated the carpet and dyed the beige carpet dark red. Clarissa shrank on the sofa with a broken wine bottle in her hand. She hugged her knees and curled up on the sofa. Her hair was disheveled, and her arms were full of wounds. There were bloodstains on her hand which was holding the wine bottle, it seemed that her hand was
Clarissa rubbed her delicate face against his arm. The temperature of her body was hot, making Anderson unable to control himself. He swallowed, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, wait a minute." He parked the car on the side of the road and took out a new bottle of mineral water from the trunk. Then he returned to the car, and carefully fed the water to her mouth. "Clarissa, drink some water." Clarissa held his hand with both hands and immediately took a few big mouthfuls. Her hot and dry throat felt much better because of the cold water. But in just a few seconds, she felt hotter and itched all over. She couldn't stand it anymore, parting her collar and rubbing against the chair. "I'm so uncomfortable…" Anderson wore the seat belt for her and said in a deep voice, "Hold on for a little longer. We will be in the hospital soon." Clarissa suddenly fell down and fell on his shoulder. If it weren't for the seat belt, she would hav