Chapter 234 You’re Pretty Hardcore, President Lawrence Clarissa looked at Damien, a prune in her hand. “Don’t you want your business?” he asked. She walked over and sat down next to him. “Is this all you’ve got?”
“What else did you expect, President Lawrence? I’m sure the projects you’ve been taking on lately are insignificant to New East Corporation, and auditing isn’t even your core business. It means everything to us, though. President Lawrence, can you please have mercy on us and let us go? Look at me, pregnant and having to wine and dine you. Life isn’t easy for all of us, right? It’s almost the New Year, and if I don’t manage to make any money, my babies and I are going to starve,” Clarissa said. “Us? Who’s ‘us’?” This caught Damien’s attention. It had to be her and Joseph. “Oh, my babies and I.” She knew he didn’t like Joseph, so she didn’t mention him.
Damien’s gaze landed on her belly. It seemed to be larger than average, and it was very round.
He reached out to touch it.
Clarissa wanted to shrink away from him.
“There’s no need for that. This isn’t my first time touching you.” He stared at her.
“We’re already divorced, and we’re strangers now.” “Since we’re strangers, why’d you hit me up?” Damien asked in return.
This rendered her speechless.
“Why’s your belly so huge?” Damien changed the topic when he saw her lost for words.
He allowed himself to hope that maybe Clarissa had gotten pregnant earlier, and that she had lied to him by saying she was only five months along. However, she just smiled, “You don’t even know how lucky I am, President Lawrence. I’m having twins.”
“Twins?” Damien frowned.
“Yep. Others need to go through two pregnancies, but I’ll have two kids after just one pregnancy,” she said. He snorted. She truly was lucky, and that man was fucking skilled! “Spend one night with me.” He scooted over to her and put a hand on her thigh. Clarissa shrunk back. “You’re pretty hardcore, President Lawrence.”
“Yeah, pregnant women are my favorite!” He breathed into her ear.
Now that he was close to her, he could smell her perfume. Its floral scent made him feel like he was amongst a garden of flowers.
“My hand’s really sticky. Can you get me a wet tissue, President Lawrence?” Clarissa glanced at the wet tissues.
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