You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 278

It was a battle between a former actress and a topical screenwriter; an unavoidable confrontation between two fascinating characters.

The drama between the two piqued the interest of the public. Intrigued, the masses set the Internet into a frenzy with their continuous searches on an array of search engines and social media platforms.

However, only Verona’s photos went viral, featuring her in a disheveled state along with a scandalous post identifying her as an escort.

It was astonishing to see none of Clarissa’s photos published online. In fact, all the news associated with her social media handle (@clarissa.quigley) were entirely removed, be it an image or a post.

That actress was quite popular some time back. She even locked horns with Clarissa and hinted that the latter entertained the unspoken rules in the entertainment business.

Somehow, the table turned, and Verona had become an escort.

To the general public who had been following the gossips, it finally dawned on them that Clarissa appeared to be the one with solid backing.

Some netizens even commented that the big shot supporting Clarissa was the mastermind who orchestrated Verona’s downhill career.

Rumor had it that whoever that had offended Clarissa would face adverse consequences. Remember the award-winning actress, Shermaine Smallwood? She’s behind bars. And Jamie Trudall disappeared completely from the eyes of the public.

The gossips continued to surface… Ms. Grandes, a well-known socialite from D City had it worse. She attempted to win over Clarissa’s beau and landed herself in a family scandal. None of the Grandes was spared.

Many tittle-tattles were discussing how powerful Clarissa’s background was, that one must never offend her.

The comments went on and on…

With all the juicy stories revolving around Clarissa, it did not take long before she became the hottest topic in town.

Yet, canards about Clarissa never seemed to stop.

The woman herself was totally baffled by the news she read online, particularly the part about her powerful backgrounds.

It’s absurd how a petty argument with Verona could generate a ton of nonsense, turning me into someone who’s above the law.

While Clarissa was playing with her phone, a man hugged her from behind and took her phone away. Subsequently, he turned her around and planted a kiss on her lips.

Aroused, he made further amorous advances, translating his lustful desires into lascivious actions. Morning exercise? This will do.

Thereafter, Matthew went to take a shower whereas Clarissa slugged in bed, not wanting to move a muscle.

When he came out from the bathroom, he saw her using her phone again.

“Still reading? Didn’t you say that your eyes are dry and sore recently? Are they any better now?” Words of concern disguised the mocking tone in his voice.

He gestured to confiscate her phone.

She was quick to avoid it. Grinning, she replied, “I was just reading some news. Oh by the way, did you order someone to take action on Verona?”

“Verona? Who’s that?”

He appeared ignorant. Turning around, he removed his towel and started getting dressed.

Clarissa’s cheeks were flushed upon glancing at his naked body. She quickly covered her eyes with her hands.

A sudden silence filled the air. As soon as he put on his pants, he turned around to find his woman laying on the bed, abashed.

Amused, he chuckled softly and approached her. He then leaned over and took her hands away, revealing a bashful face.

“Why are you so shy? There’s nothing you haven’t seen before.”

She felt so uncomfortable to be stared at.

Swiftly, she pushed him away and then propped herself up.

“I was asking you about Verona, the actress who auctioned herself for a day at the charity event. The one who’s quite pretty,” Clarissa changed the topic.

Matthew pondered while buttoning up his shirt. “I can’t recall. Anyhow, I didn’t ask anyone to do anything to her.”

“Huh? It wasn’t you?”

Astonished, she cupped her face and started wondering who else might have helped her.

Her words upset Matthew slightly.

Who else? Does she have that many men?

He reached out and tapped the tip of her nose lightly as he said, “I was just kidding. Who else could it be, if it wasn’t me?”

She arched her brows. Since when did this man like to joke so much?

“You don’t believe me?”

“No, that’s not it…”

She presented her a luring smile. “You’re the best, Uncle Matthew!”

“Uh-huh, aren’t I always?”

He stroked her head gently, smoothed his clothes, and then left the room.

Not an ounce of guilty conscience was felt even though he had robbed others of their credit.

He would never allow other men to stand up for Clarissa and then have her channeled her gratitude toward another person, other than him.

The moment Matthew left Zen Highlands, he queried Donnie right away.