Clarissa stopped Yael from continuing.
The corners of Yael’s mouth twitched. “There’s actually no need for me to tell you because you can search the internet for a rough idea about all this, or maybe you can browse Tyson Corporation’s website. You’ll find many of their accomplishments there.”
Clarissa didn’t know what expression she was wearing, but it was definitely not a pleasant one.
She finally understood why she had always felt that something was off about this whole matter.
Come to think of it, wouldn’t Tyson Corporation be able to suppress the media from reporting about such a huge crisis, if there was even one, to begin with?
Of course, news and public opinion isn’t all that important.
But ever since I came to D City worried sick, Ellie had always been very vague, saying that the family was in a mess and that the company was even worse off. Nonetheless, that’s only what she said. I’ve never seen her actually doing anything about it. Instead, she’s been busy at the studio every day.
Meanwhile, Jeremy, Yarick, and Justin are all Matthew’s close buddies. When I contacted them, they also said that the company was in a perilous state and that they didn’t know where Matthew was or how he was faring. If it was really as serious as they made it sound, wouldn’t they have been more worried about him? Wouldn’t they have given him a helping hand or something? And if I remember correctly, Jeremy has some business dealings with Matthew. If Tyson Corporation was really facing a crisis, shouldn’t Jeremy be affected too?
At that time, Clarissa had been too busy worrying about wounding Matthew’s dignity and whatnot. Hence, she did not dare to ask too much and chose to care for him in other ways.
Right then, she realized that everyone had only verbally expressed their concern, but did not take any real action.
True friends would never stand by and do nothing in times of need.
These new discoveries made Clarissa realize that she knew too little about Tyson Corporation.
Then and there, she took out her phone and searched for various information about Tyson Corporation, becoming fully immersed. During the whole time, Yael quietly sipped on her coffee and occasionally processed her emails.
After a long time, Clarissa heaved a sigh, prompting Yael to look up at her.
“Mm… I’m guessing this was Mr. Tyson’s ploy to gain pity points?”
Clarissa grimaced in embarrassment. Knowing that Matthew did it on purpose, it was inevitable that she would lose her cool.
Yael did not pass any more remarks. After she finished discussing work with Clarissa, they parted ways.
When Matthew returned to Zen Highlands that night, Clarissa wasn’t there to welcome him like usual.
The lack of her gentle care startled him slightly, but when he saw her busying herself in the kitchen, his heart instantly eased. Warmth oozed in his chest and he shrugged off his coat before slowly walking into the kitchen to hug her from behind.
Clarissa paused for a split second but otherwise did not behave unusually.
She bowed her head to continued chopping vegetables to cook. Although her movements were slightly restricted by his arms around her, it wasn’t that big of an issue.
Only, she hadn’t uttered a word since he came back.
Matthew dipped his chin to rub it against her cheek affectionately, peppering her with kisses before asking in a low drawl, “Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you unhappy?”
Clarissa wanted to be happy, but she couldn’t quell the simmering anger in her.
She smiled half-heartedly. “I’m busy cooking. Stay out of my way first, or do you not want dinner? Quickly go get changed…”
Matthew chuckled unsuspectingly and patted her head before leaving the kitchen.
By the time he came down in a beige V-neck thin sweater paired with grey trousers, Clarissa had finished cooking and placed the food on the table with Julia’s help.
At the dining table, Clarissa even offered Matthew a gentle smile.
“You’ve been working so hard these past few days. Is everything going well? Don’t tire yourself out. Worse comes to worst, just ditch the company and follow me back to W City. I’ll support you, how’s that sound?”
Matthew grinned. “Sure.”
Clarissa looked down at her food to suppress the anger in her heart.
She was able to rein in her temper throughout the meal, leaving Matthew completely oblivious to the brewing storm in her.
Both of them sat on the sofa after dinner. Matthew touched Clarissa from time to time, kissing her and doing all sorts of intimate gestures. Then, Clarissa started probing him while cocooned in his arms.
“Has the problem at the company been resolved?”
Matthew paused and rested his chin on her shoulder, rubbing against her and answering in a deep voice, “I’m still working on it.”
“Will you go bankrupt? I never expected that there would be a problem you can’t tackle, seeing as you’re so competent.”
“Haha… Well, I’m still human. Just like you said, life isn’t always smooth-sailing and there will always be setbacks.”
“Yeah, that’s what I said. So, you really can’t solve it? Will you really go bankrupt?”
“Mm… It’s possible.”
Matthew even sounded troubled when he said this.
Clarissa’s mouth curled upward a little and the flames in her eyes burned brighter.
He’s still pretending?
Clarissa abruptly stood up from his arms and pinned him with a hostile stare. “Since you’re going bankrupt soon, I don’t want to be with you anymore. Did you really expect me to support you once you’ve become a pauper? Don’t you feel ashamed? Even I feel ashamed for you. So, forget about it because the one I want is the rich and all-powerful Matthew Tyson.”
With that, she swiftly turned on her heels and went upstairs to pack her stuff.
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