Love in Twilight

Love In Twilight By Tiny Mountains Chapter 241

Chapter 241 That’s My Room

Frank had the housekeeper make Damien some tea.

“Have some tea, President Lawrence,” Frank said. “I asked you here to talk about Clarissa. She’s not

happy here, and we don’t know what to do either. It’s been really troubling.”

“I’ll take her away,” Damien said.

As Clarissa had expected, the coldness she’d been receiving from the Moore family lately was all part

of Damien’s plan.

He would then act like a good Samaritan and take her away.

It was as if she was a student who had done something wrong in school, and Damien was her parent.

The teacher wanted him to come and take her away. But Clarissa’s parents were no longer around.

And Damien was only setting traps for her. At this moment, though, Clarissa couldn’t say anything. She

could only give Damien a death glare.

She didn’t want to get into a fight with Damien in front of Frank. That would make things take an ugly

turn.

“If that’s the case, I’ll pack up her things.” Frank didn’t even ask Clarissa’s opinion before stepping into

her room.

Clarissa could now see how unwelcome she was here. Frank hadn’t even bothered to discuss this with

her before packing her things.

“It’s fine, Mr. Moore. I’ll do it myself.” After that, Clarissa quickly started to pack her things.

Damien came in as well to help her.

About five minutes later, both Clarissa and her things were already in Damien’s car.

He started the car.

“I won’t go back to Hill Villa,” Clarissa said rather angrily.

She’d already had a taste of how cold and empty the villa could be. Though it had been some time

since Grandpa Lawrence and Theresa’s deaths, it was going to be the holiday season soon. Being at

the villa would remind her of how they’d spent the holidays the previous year. Theresa and Grandpa

Lawrence had both been

around, and Clarissa’s emotions were all over the place okrause of her pregnancy. She didn’t want the

villa to make her depressed

“You won’t be, “Damien said

She let out a sigh of relief. As long as we’re not going to Hill Villa, then it’s the

She didn’t want to live with him. “Then when are we going?” she askai

“You’ll know once we get there,” Damien said calmly. “Once we get there, I have a few requests to

make.” “Spit it out.”

“You absolutely cannot allow Madelynn and Connie to know where I’m staving. I know about your

relationship with Madelynn, so I’ll return the one hundred million dollars to you in exchange for keeping

this a senet “Clarissa was still scared when she remembered Nicole pushing her down the stairs. It was

fortunate nothing had happened to her and her bubies, but now that she was getting further along,

Madelynn would definitely shoot to kill it she were to find out that Damien had arranged for Clarissa to

stay here

Damien frowned

“Can you promise me that or not?” When he didn’t answer, Clarissa turned to look at him.

“Okay.”

She heaved a sigh of relief.

Damien drove toward Atherton Garden. It was one of the most luxurious neighborhoods in Genovia,

Clarissa suddenly remembered Damien’s assistant mentioning Atherton Garden in his message to her.

This meant that this was one of the places that Damien had given to her when they had gotten

divorced.

“The eighteenth floor?” She checked her phone for the exact location

Damien had already unloaded Clarissa’s luggage. He looked up at the tloor the apartment was on.

“Yeah.”

There were a few steps to take from the first floor to the second floor. It was very hard for Clarissa to

walk up them because of her huge belly. Damien held a hand out to support her, but she acted like she

didn’t see it at all. She merely put a hand behind her back and slowly made her way up.

Ile frowned, but didn’t say anything.

They were alone in the elevator, and they didn’t speak to each other.

Clarissa’s gaze swept around the elevator. She could tell how exclusive this neighborhood was just

from the elevator alone. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

It seemed he truly had a lot of hideouts.

The elevator arrived at the eighteenth floor, and Damien opened the door to apartment number 1802.

Clarissa couldn’t help feeling stunned. What a huge, luxurious apartment. Moreover, Mrs. Faber had

come out of the kitchen. She had just been cleaning the apartment.

“Mrs. Faber?” Clarissa was happy to see a familiar face.” What are you doing here?”

“President Lawrence was the one who told me to come here. He wanted me to take care of you.” Mrs.

Faber was the direct type, and when she saw Clarissa’s belly, she said, “I told you you were pregnant,

didn’t l? And you didn’t believe me. You’re even having twins.”

Despite the rumors going around saying Clarissa was pregnant with Joseph’s children, Mrs. Faber was

sure that Damien was the father. He had to be. That was why she had no issue with taking care of

Clarissa.

Clarissa smiled.

Her bedroom was the brightest, most spacious one. The Moore family stayed in a villa, and the natural

lighting wasn’t as good as this apartment. There was another bedroom facing the sun, and the bed had

been made up nicely. It didn’t look unoccupied.

“Mrs. Faber, are you staying here?” Clarissa asked, pointing at the room.

“That’s my room,” Damien suddenly said.