Love in Twilight

Chapter 248

Chapter 248 Good Place to Hide Clarissa left Arisona Construction, sulky.

It was only three when she arrived home.

She spotted a Starbucks coffee in front of the neighborhood and told Mrs. Faber,“ Let’s get out of the

car and get something to drink.”

Both of them got out of the car.

Mrs. Faber ordered a glass of hot milk for Clarissa and told her to sit by the window.

“Madam, wait for me here. Stay here while I go to the market behind us to buy some groceries. Don’t

go around, okay?” After that, Mrs. Faber left to buy some groceries.

Clarissa stirred the milk with her hands, looking a little tired. Earlier, she was embarrassed by Mr. Lark’s

relentless questioning. She looked down and stroked her forehead in exhaustion. She was reluctant to

give up just yet.

She knew Mr. Lark wasn’t the only one who questioned her. The voices in her company group chat

were still ringing clearly in her head. Maybe the words in the chat could speak for all her colleagues.

Damien left work and drove to Starbucks. “Is that your wife in the cafe?” Ray, who was sitting next to

Damien, asked.

Damien saw her too. “Yes.” “Did something happen?” Ray noticed Clarissa’s bad mood. She was

holding her forehead and stirring the glass distractedly. She looked depressed. “I don’t know,” Damien

said, before ordering the driver, “Drive.” The car drove straight into the neighborhood.

Clarissa recomposed herself after drinking her milk. She remembered the hardship she faced when

she tried to get into the audit department at New East Corporation previously. The HR department

rejected her resume, so she went straight to Lucas and surprisingly got a different result.

Just like what Lily said before, it was always easier to talk to the bosses and much more difficult to deal

with the minions.

With that thought in mind, Clarissa searched for James’s information online. He was the president of

Arisona Construction. Once she found his number on the internet, she dialed him. However, James

claimed he was busy and told Clarissa to

call Mr. Lark if she needed anything.

Clarissa didn’t mention that she had already run into trouble with Mr. Lark.

As the call disconnected, Clarissa listened to the beeping noise and felt even more devastated. To

James, she was just a saleswoman for a small firm. The big bosses were usually annoyed by people

like her.

Mrs. Faber came back before Clarissa could finish her milk.

“Let’s go,” Clarissa said.

“Madam, you haven’t finished your drink yet.” Mrs. Faber saw a large portion of milk left in Clarissa

“Never mind. I’m not in the mood.”

When Clarissa got home, she was surprised to see that Ray was there too. She was unsure when

Damien got off work.

In the meantime, Mrs. Faber went to the kitchen to cook.

“Director Conrad. What brought you here?” Ray used to mentor Clarissa, and so left a good impression

on her.

“What month are you due?” Ray asked, staring at Clarissa’s belly.

“May, but the doctor says I may be due earlier because of the twins.” Clarissa and Ray sat on the

couch and chatted casually.

Clarissa took a cushion and hugged it to her chest. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Damien went to the kitchen. Clarissa thought he went to see what was for dinner tonight, so she didn’t

pay attention.

“What happened today?” Damien asked Mrs. Faber.

Mrs. Faber was chopping vegetables. As she carried out her task, she said, “ Madam went to Green

City something this morning and came out in a good mood. She went to another company in the

afternoon, but came out sulky.”

“Arisona Construction?” Damien asked.

Mrs. Faber paused. “I think that’s the name.”

After that, Damien went to his bedroom and made some phone calls. By the time he came out, he had

changed into his house clothes.

Everyone was at the dining table. “Damien, I didn’t know you had property here. You’re a really cunning

man.” Ray looked around the house and commented, “This is a good place to hide a

woman.”

“There’s a lot you don’t know,” Damien refuted Ray.

Clarissa kept eating, not bothered to pay attention to their conversion. Then, a thought came to her and

she suddenly asked Ray, “Director Conrad, what’s your education level?”

“Me? A Ph.D. I can’t be your teacher with a lower education, can I?”

“Huh? That high?” Clarissa was so shocked that she dropped her cutleries. It seemed a Bachelor’s

Degree didn’t hold much value these days. There were too many people around with a degree.