Chapter 118 Feeling Unwell? “The next day. Clarissa stayed in the lobby and looked around the entrance for a long time. She was waiting for Damien, for she hoped she could talk to him about the tie. But before she could find Damien, Luke appeared out of nowhere and pulled Clarissa aside. “Sis, over here! I bought a bag for you. Take this,” Luke said, handing a Chanel bag to Clarissa. It was the same bag as Nicole’s. The thing was, Clarissa had never pald attention to bags, let alone what others were carrying. “Is this for me?” Clarissa was puzzled.
It was the first time Luke deliberately delivered a cilt to Clarissa at hier office. This was lilghly unusual, so Clarissa was instantly aware that Luke must be up to something. She accepted the gift for the time being, and waited to see what would happen. She feared Luke would come up with another plan if she didn’t take it. Who knows, it might be something much, much harder to deal with
When Damien entered the orlice, he saw Luke and Clarissa mullering together and holding something. He ignored them and went upstairs. Alter that, Clarissa returned to her station in the office and took a photo of the bag. She sentit to Llly, and asked the latter to take a look at the bac.
Just like how Damien didn’t know anything about umbrellas, Clarissa didn’t know anything about baps cithier.
Lily: (This Chanel bag is worth over 30 thousand dollars! Is your brother that generous? Give me a picture of your laser mark. I’ll ask my sister to find someone to authenticate it for you.) Lily’s sister owned a large fashion retail store There was a second-hand luxury goods store next to her sister’s retail store,
30 thousand dollars?! Clarissa immicdiately sensed that something was wrong Her brother would never spend so much money to give her a bac. She assumped it was probably a fake. Perhaps he had set up a trap somewhere to frame hier. Just then, the phone on Clarissa’s table rang.
“Come over.” Damien’s low and magnetic voice commanded.
Clarissa’s eyes felt a little warm after she heard his voice. He had ignored hier for clays. She knew she was akin to a moth hovering near a llame whenever she was around him, but she couldn’t control her feelings. She could only watch hersell sinking deeper and deeper in a river of cinotions, unable to do anything
She rose from her seat and went to Damien’s office.
“How are you feeling these days?” Damien sostened at the sight of her. llis tone was much gentler than usual.
“I’m line.”
“Does your tummy hurt?”
Clarissa sound such a conversation rather embarrassing to have in the office. It was a little out of place to ask questions about these topics out of bed, so she said curtly. “I’m fine.”
Damten then changed the subject. “What does your brother want from you?”
Clarissa thought, ‘So this is why he called her over. The conversation carlier was just a prelude
“He gave me a bag,” Clarissa sald. Damien couldn’t figure out Luke’s plan, cliber. He urged, “You better be careful.”
“Yeah. So… Can I leave now?” Clarissa said, a hint of reluctance and resignation Jacing her volce. For some reason, herlicart felt a little sour.
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