Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien) novel Chapter 246

Chapter 246 Maybe I’m A Freak Damien

kept his gaze trained on her face after he asked that question.

“They‘re my babies. Of course I‘m concerned,” Clarissa replied after some thought. “Aren‘t you afraid of me? If so, why are you asking me for help?” he asked.

“Well, then, why did you bring me here to live with you when you know I‘m having Joseph‘s babies?” she shot back in return.

“Maybe I‘m a freak. I don‘t want someone that used to be mine to belong to someone else.” He added indifferently, “Also, I‘ve always detested him.” Damien looked rather proud to be a so–called “freak”. He seemed to be saying, “I can do whatever I want because I‘m rich. What are you going to do about it?”

“If you don‘t find me a chauffeur and a car, the whole of Genovia‘s going to condemn you if something happens to me, especially since I‘m now in your hands,” Clarissa said righteously. He chuckled. “Would I be afraid of that?”

“I know you‘re not afraid of anything.” He probably didn‘t want to waste time squabbling with her anymore. “I’ll get you a BMW, and the chauffeur will report to you this afternoon. Bring Mrs. Faber along with you whenever you leave the house. I‘m going to go to work now.” “Alright. Thank you,” Clarissa said politely.

Damien, who had already turned to leave, suddenly turned back around. He lifted her jaw and looked into her eyes, his gaze cold. “You‘re welcome.”

He sounded extremely sarcastic.

Once he was gone, the atmosphere in the apartment immediately relaxed.

Clarissa let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa to check her phone.

Joseph had just added her to a group chat on WhatsApp. It was a workgroup for First, and aside from the two of them, there were ten other people.

These were all of First‘s current employees.

All ten of them had completed their master‘s and were certified public accountants. Clarissa, who had only completed her degree, felt a little embarrassed to be delegating work to them.

As a startup company, all of First‘s employees were raring to go. Every day, they would share new projects that they had received, or updates on their existing projects, as well as the results of projects they had already completed. Penelope: (It‘s been half a month since I joined First, and I‘ve already completed three projects on my own. I wonder how many President Johnson‘s completed. In fact, I haven‘t even seen President Johnson before.]

This was a WhatsApp message from one of the employees, Penelope Henderson.

Clarissa hadn‘t been to the office since Nicole had pushed her down the stairs, so she had never seen Penelope before.

After a short while, though, Penelope retracted the message.