She turned her head and looked out of the window. It was already the twelfth month of the year, and the Chinese New Year was about to be half a month away. Festive paper decorations had been hung on the stores on the sides of the road. There were many people coming and going on the streets. It was noisy and lively outside, showing the vitality of this city in the cold winter night. She whispered, "These years, I have always warned myself not to be certain about something because once you are sure to get it, you will be sad when you lose it." "So I always control my heart and prevent the worst thing from happening. If it really happens one day... I believe I will go on living well. " Her hand was suddenly held by a warm hand. She was stunned. She turned her head and looked at Anderson, only to see that he happened to look back at her with brooding and determined eyes. "You will not be sad, and the so-called worst thing will never happen. I promise."
At the same time. Clarissa was at work, and she suddenly received a call from Anderson. He asked her if she was free at noon and asked her to go to his company. Someone wanted to see her. Clarissa was a little surprised, and she happened to be free at noon, so she agreed. At noon, Clarissa went to the Jordan Group. As soon as she entered the office, she found that besides Anderson, Freddie was also there. She was a little surprised and asked with a smile, "Director Jordan, why are you here?" Freddie looked at her with a smile. The more he looked at her, the more satisfied he felt. Why was Clarissa so beautiful? Her face was exactly the same as Ava in his mind. Anderson glanced at Freddie and said blandly, "He specially came here for you." "Me?" "Yeah." Anderson said to Freddie, "Tell her yourself!" Freddie summoned up his energy. Clarissa was a little puzzled, "Director Jordan, what's the matter?" "Not
Clarissa had never expected that Anderson would take her to meet his friends. Therefore, when she stepped into the box and saw a few young men sitting there, her mind went blank for a while. "Hi, you are here!" Anthony came up to say hello first. When the others saw Clarissa, they were stunned for a moment and then gradually reacted. They greeted her quickly. "I have always heard that Anderson has a beautiful wife in Visstead, and I finally saw you today." "Hello, my name is Marty." "HI, my name is Abraham Holland." Clarissa was at a loss. Facing their enthusiasm, she smiled stiffly and nodded in response. She pulled the corner of Anderson's clothes secretly, and said in a low voice with a fake smile, "Anderson, why didn't you tell me that we were going to see them?" She had heard of these young and rich men. As the descendants of the four most powerful families in Flaucford, they grew up together with Anderson. T
Or... had he never come in at all? Clarissa scratched her hair and rubbed her face. The scene in her dream gradually faded away as she sobered up. Her temples were throbbing, and she had a headache. She pressed her fingertips on her forehead and rubbed it. Then she got out of bed. "Mrs. Jordan, good morning!" Pattie happened to come in. She looked at Clarissa and smiled. Clarissa forced a smile, "I got up so late. Why didn't you wake me up?" "Mr. Jordan said that you're not feeling well when he left. He let us not disturb you to allow you resting for a while." Clarissa was stunned. She looked at Pattie who was relieved and asked, "Where did he sleep last night?" "Mrs. Jordan, don't you know that? He worked too late last night, so he directly slept in the study." Clarissa was silent for a moment. It turned out that he really didn't come back. There was an indescribable complicated feeling in her heart, and she
"Wait!" Clarissa stopped. She looked back at him. "Do you have something else to say?" Mark hesitated and then said, "Recently, there is an infighting in Lost Vanguard. Many people are looking for you secretly. Be careful!" Clarissa was stunned. After a moment, she smiled. "I see. Thanks a lot." Mark also smiled. "As the only two old friends who know each other offline, I just remind you casually. You are welcome." Clarissa nodded. She didn't say anything and turned around to leave. Inside the Rolls-Royce. Looking at the two people who parted from each other at the cafe door not far away, David was slightly surprised. He turned to glance at Anderson's expression and asked cautiously, "Mr. Jordan, do you still want to go there?" Anderson frowned as he watched Clarissa's petite figure walking away under the setting sun. After a moment, he said, "No." After speaking, he closed the car door agai
Clarissa scratched her hair and her face looked so annoyed. Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, she said impatiently, "Say it if you have anything to say! Otherwise, I will leave!" "Wait!" Anderson stopped her in a low voice. Then he stood up and walked towards her. Clarissa breathed rapidly for no reason. He stopped in front of her and looked at her with his hands in his trouser pockets. Seeing the annoyance that flashed across her face, although his face was still straight, his intense and dark eyes smiled slightly. "Last night, you were angry with me just because of this?" Clarissa was stunned. She looked up at him in shock. Anderson added in a light tone. "Someone from the Richardson family told you about this?" Clarissa opened her eyes wide again. Why did he know everything? How could he be so well-informed? Anderson quickly solved her doubts. "My engagement with Levine famil
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