Clarissa saw Damien walk out of the restaurant and get into his car.It was parked not too far away from her, so she walked over and stood by the driver’s side. She asked, “How did it go?”The call was still connected. She covered the phone with her hand and spoke to him rather nonchalantly.“How did it go?” Damien squeezed these words out through gritted teeth.The way she had excused herself halfway through the meal was exactly like a good matchmaker giving the couple some room. And now, she was even asking him how it went?“Yeah.” Clarissa nodded.“I have cars, houses, and money. She has talent, skills, and knowledge. We’re a perfect match,” he said.“That’s not what I meant.” She scrunched her face up, feeling wronged. “Why do you have to be so sarcastic? She’s in love with her husband now, not you. She only wanted to meet up with you to catch up. Anyway, don’t you think it’s disgusting for someone in their thirties, almost forty, to be talking about love and romance? Why wo
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