Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien) novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189 Kids Shouldn’t Ask So Many Questions

After putting the files down, Clarissa went to Damien’s office to hand in her journal. She also took the opportunity to let him know that she had gotten all the documents

“Dennis told me. You can go back to work now.”

She glanced at the journal uneasily.

She had written an entry right after coming back from Brightside Investment. At the end, she had drawn a star and had even written that Damien was a bastard.

In fact, she had repeated it thrice.

She prayed he wouldn’t read it!

In the evening, Clarissa went to Damien’s office for her tutoring session,

The journal was still where she had left it.

Clarissa was quite focused on her tutoring that day. About halfway through the session, someone knocked on the door.

Ray went to open the door, and a shabbily dressed boy came in. He was sniffling, and he stared right at Clarissa as he sobbed,

“Who are you looking for?” she asked the little boy.

He grabbed her hand and said, “Clary… Mom’s sick, and she’s going to die. She wants you to see her.”

“Mom?” Clarissa was confused at first, but when she thought about what Theresa had told her…

As expected, Connie and Madelynn were trying to trick her. She wasn’t going to fall for it!

Damien watched them, entertained.

Clarissa had already told him about this before, so he wasn’t surprised.

Ray, on the other hand, was confused.

Clarissa took 200 dollars out of her purse.

Tell me who told you to say these things, and i’ll give you this money. Okay?” She squatted down and coaxed the little boy.

Though the boy was only seven or eight years old, he knew money was very useful.

His eyes shone as he stared at the money in Clarissa’s hand…

Clarissa knew it wasn’t good to tempt a child with money, but she didn’t have anything else.

“A woman asked me to tell you that! She wanted me to say that your mother’s a dancer,

and that I’m your biological brother.” After that, the boy grabbed the money from Clarissa

“Where’s your mother, then?” Clarissa asked.

“She’s long dead.” He ran off right after.

Logically speaking, Clarissa had seen through the boy’s tricks, which meant she had successfully exposed Connie and Madelynn’s evil scheme,

She didn’t feel happy at all, though.

Like the little boy, she was also someone who had no roots.

If Theresa hadn’t told her about this beforehand, Clarissa probably would‘ve scoffed at the boy’s words, or even started to suspect something was up. She definitely wouldn’t have remained as calm as she was at the moment.

But she couldn’t deny that she was sad.

Clarissa couldn’t continue with the tutoring session anymore. She said she had a headache, and wanted to end the class earlier.

“Damien, what do you think?” Ray asked.

“You head home first.” Damien gave him a look.

Ray left the office obediently.

Clarissa sat on the sofa and slowly started to cry.

Damien came over and handed her some tissues.

“Do you think I’m useless?” She laughed at how she’d made a mountain out of a molehill, wiping her tears all the while.

“Yeah, you‘ve always been like this.”

This was Damien’s second time taking her out for dinner.

She suddenly felt like they rather resembled an actual couple now.

After Damien made a call, he drove them to one of the most popular restaurants in Genovia, Fiore.

He was in charge of ordering, while Clarissa was in charge of eating.

w The restaurant was in a high location, and the view there was amazing.

“Do you come here often?” she asked.

The waiters had all addressed him as “President Lawrence”. It seemed they recognized him.

“I used to,” Damien said as he browsed the menu.

“How long ago?”

“Do you have to ask? It’s better not to be concerned about a man’s past. You might not be able to take it,” he said.

Clarissa rolled her eyes. “Who’s concerned about you?’

“Why did your mother suddenly tell you about your lineage?” Damien found it odd that the little boy, or rather, Connie, had made her move almost right after Clarissa told him about

this.

“My mom called my aunt and happened to hear my uncle mention that Connie had become Madelynn’s assistant. She thought Connie would try to get at me with this titbit and was afraid I’d be caught off guard, so she told me.”

“Your mother’s not someone to be trifled with,” Damien said.

This was something that had occurred to Damien when Theresa had told Clarissa to return the money to him. Perhaps her intention wasn’t to play hard to get, but that was the result she’d achieved. At the very least, it had softened Damien’s heart and changed his impression of Clarissa.

“How’s she not someone to be trifled with? She’s no match for you,” Clarissa said a little unwillingly.

Damien smiled meaningfully. “Kids shouldn’t ask so many questions.”

“Who are you calling a kid?” she retorted, peeved.