Chapter 7 Not Harboring Indecent Thoughts

• When Hilary came to Clarissa's hotel, the latter answered the door readily.
• Good, she's here, Clarissa thought.
• I will make her pay for what she did.
• Before Clarissa could speak, tears rolled down Hilary's cheeks as she cried that her hands were tied.
• “Clary, I'll be honest with you. Mr. Jensen is the owner of the company Zach wants to collaborate with. He had no choice but to introduce you to Mr. Jensen. He wanted to introduce Yvonne, but Mr. Jensen saw your photo and insisted on meeting you.”
• “Ha!”
• Clarissa sneered. “So you sold me out?”
• “No, no. We wanted to pacify Mr. Jensen for now until Zach can excuse himself. He's really sorry about this. We didn't know Mr. Jensen was at the party that day. We wanted to introduce you to the other young men there. No one is forcing you to do anything. If you take a liking to any of them, you can get to know them slowly. None of us knew that would happen.”
• Clarissa was unfazed by her mother's long-ass explanation.
• “Are you done?”
• “Clary, I'm also in a tight spot.”
• “I don't understand, and I refuse to understand. You abandoned me twelve years ago to marry into a wealthy family. You should bear the consequences yourself. Stop complaining to me. I'll take care of you when you're old, but other than that, I don't have any obligation to ease your burden.”
• Clarissa was firm. “Please leave now.”
• Hilary frowned. Nevertheless, she left as Clarissa insisted on ushering her out.
• She walked out of the hotel and climbed into her car, where Zach had been waiting.
• “That brat refused to listen to me. I should've strangled her to death back then!”
• Zach chuckled helplessly. “Don't say that. What will you do now?”
• “Let's wait and see. We were too anxious back then. Zach, she already had her guard up after our first attempt to let Patrick bed her failed.”
• “Jensen couldn't wait. I had to follow his wishes.”
• After pondering briefly, Hilary suggested, “Zach, Jensen isn't the only one who can save our company in D City. That brat is quite pretty. I believe she's worth more. Jensen offered us too little. What do you think?”
• Zach nodded in agreement. “You're right. I'll find a way to appease him for now.”
• Meanwhile, at Matthew's office in Tyson Corporation.
• Donnie was reporting Clarissa's background check to Matthew.
• Nothing seemed suspicious about her.
• “Clarissa Quigley got to know Ms. Tyson back in university. There's nothing strange about their encounter. It was Ms. Tyson who spoke to Clarissa first. You bumped into her at the hotel because the Garretts sold her to Patrick Jensen so he'd help replace the missing funds in their company.”
• Was everything a pure coincidence?
• Deep in thought, Matthew's eyes darkened.
• He never believed in coincidences, especially when it happened too many times. When everything seems fine, that's a huge problem.
• Clarissa followed the real estate agent around D City to view different rental houses, both expensive and cheap in different locations. She finally realized it was hard to rent a decent place in the city.
• Actually, the solution was simple. It wouldn't be a problem if she had money.
• After an exhausting day, Clarissa returned to the hotel. She received a call from Ellie asking her to meet for dinner. The address of the location was sent to her soon.
• Clarissa took a quick shower before heading out.
• When she arrived at the restaurant, the server led her into a private room.
• The moment she stepped in, the smile on her lips froze.
• “You're here? Come in.”
• Ellie wasn't in the room. Instead, a man and Matthew, whom she didn't want to see, were waiting for her.
• Matthew gazed at her and greeted her politely while puffing on his cigarette.
• Clarissa met his gaze and felt her heart skip a beat. She walked to the table cautiously and took a seat.
• The moment she sat down, Matthew started introducing the young man beside him. “Harvey, this is Ellie's friend, Ms. Quigley. This is Harvey Narman, a project manager working for DeShack.”
• What is this?
• Clarissa stared at Matthew, who returned her stare coolly.
• Suddenly, she recalled he had offered to introduce her to a boyfriend earlier.
• Ugh, can I leave now?
• However, Clarissa dared not do so. She perched on her seat awkwardly and chatted with Harvey casually.
• If this was an arranged blind date, Matthew should leave after introducing them both so they could get to know each other.
• However, he remained in the room as dinner was served. Because he was there, Harvey had to pay attention to him, too.
• After dinner, Harvey took his leave, but Matthew stayed seated.
• Clarissa had no idea what the latter was trying to do. She vowed to deal with Ellie later on.
• “Are you not satisfied?”
• Matthew's sudden question snapped Clarissa out of her reverie.
• She shook her head. “No, Mr. Narman is a fine man. Mr. Tyson, I don't have any intention to date now. Thank you for tonight. But please stop wasting your time on me.”
• Although her words were polite, there was a tinge of displeasure in her tone.
• Matthew curled his lips up into a smirk and narrowed his eyes.
• “What is your ideal type?”
• “It's not about that. I'm not interested.”
• “What about me?”
• “Huh?”
• Clarissa swallowed hard. She nearly choked on her saliva and coughed twice. Did I hear him wrongly?
• “I am Matthew Tyson, the President of Tyson Corporation. Am I a satisfactory choice?”
• “Well...”
• That was the biggest shock of her life.
• She shook her head profusely as her face paled in shock.
• “M-Mr. Ty... Uncle Matthew, enough with the jokes. Please, I don't harbor indecent thoughts about you. Back then, I was drugged and happened to bump into you. Thank you so much for saving me. It was just a coincidence. Besides, you're Ellie's uncle. Please don't take it the wrong way.”
• Matthew scrutinized Clarissa sharply.
• As she seemed terrified for real, his expression relaxed.
• “Mm,” he grunted. “I was joking, Ms. Quigley.”