Love in Twilight novel (Clarissa and Damien)

Chapter 118 Feeling Unwell? "The next day. Clarissa stayed in the lobby and looked around the entrance for a long time. She was waiting for Damien, for she hoped she could talk to him about the tie. But before she could find Damien, Luke appeared out of nowhere and pulled Clarissa aside. "Sis, over here! I bought a bag for you. Take this," Luke said, handing a Chanel bag to Clarissa. It was the same bag as Nicole's. The thing was, Clarissa had never pald attention to bags, let alone what others were carrying. "Is this for me?" Clarissa was puzzled.

It was the first time Luke deliberately delivered a cilt to Clarissa at hier office. This was lilghly unusual, so Clarissa was instantly aware that Luke must be up to something. She accepted the gift for the time being, and waited to see what would happen. She feared Luke would come up with another plan if she didn't take it. Who knows, it might be something much, much harder to deal with

When Damien entered the orlice, he saw Luke and Clarissa mullering together and holding something. He ignored them and went upstairs. Alter that, Clarissa returned to her station in the office and took a photo of the bag. She sentit to Llly, and asked the latter to take a look at the bac.

Just like how Damien didn't know anything about umbrellas, Clarissa didn't know anything about baps cithier.

Lily: (This Chanel bag is worth over 30 thousand dollars! Is your brother that generous? Give me a picture of your laser mark. I'll ask my sister to find someone to authenticate it for you.) Lily's sister owned a large fashion retail store There was a second-hand luxury goods store next to her sister's retail store,

30 thousand dollars?! Clarissa immicdiately sensed that something was wrong Her brother would never spend so much money to give her a bac. She assumped it was probably a fake. Perhaps he had set up a trap somewhere to frame hier. Just then, the phone on Clarissa's table rang.

"Come over." Damien's low and magnetic voice commanded.

Clarissa's eyes felt a little warm after she heard his voice. He had ignored hier for clays. She knew she was akin to a moth hovering near a llame whenever she was around him, but she couldn't control her feelings. She could only watch hersell sinking deeper and deeper in a river of cinotions, unable to do anything

She rose from her seat and went to Damien's office.

"How are you feeling these days?" Damien sostened at the sight of her. Ilis tone was much gentler than usual.

"I'm line."

"Does your tummy hurt?"

Clarissa sound such a conversation rather embarrassing to have in the office. It was a little out of place to ask questions about these topics out of bed, so she said curtly. "I'm fine."

Damten then changed the subject. "What does your brother want from you?"

Clarissa thought, 'So this is why he called her over. The conversation carlier was just a prelude

"He gave me a bag,” Clarissa sald. Damien couldn't figure out Luke's plan, cliber. He urged, "You better be careful."

"Yeah. So... Can I leave now?" Clarissa said, a hint of reluctance and resignation Jacing her volce. For some reason, herlicart felt a little sour.

"Go ahead."

Clarissa lest Damien's office and returned to her station. Then, Lily's WhatsApp reply came. Lily: (My sister cliecked the bag for you. She said your bag's genuine. The laser mark, logo, and everything else meet the characteristics of an authentic bag.)

Was it a genuine bag? Why would Luke be so generous to Clarissa?

Clarissa had no idea what Luke was up to, but since he gave her a genuine bag, she wanted to do the opposite. She requested Lily's help and had the latter's sister buy her an identical replica, and send it to the office right away without anyone's knowledge.

A replica cost only about 2 thousand dollars. Clarissa could allord this much.

Around ten in the morning, Lily texted Clarissa

Lily: (I'm here. Where can ! exchange bags with you?)

Clarissa: (In the restroom on your loor.)

While no one was paying attention, Clarissa snuck out with the Chanel bag. A short while later, she returned. In her hands was the fake bag Lily's sister had bought for her, while Lily had taken away the genuine bag for her.

In the afternoon, Clarissa ordered take-out and ate lunch in the orlice. She didn't dare to go out at this juncture. At the same time, she boldly placed the fake bag on her desk.

Alter lunch, most of her colleagues in the finance department had returned. Then, Nicole appeared and suddenly exclaimed in a voice that filled the entire place, "My bag... Where's my bag?!"

"Isn't your bag on your desk?" A colleague said, pointing to the Chanel bag on Nicole's desk. "No! No, my bag's genuine, I bought it from the counter for thirty-five thousand dollars. I took pictures of the laser mark and everything...!"

After that, Nicole took out her cell phone and showed photos of her bag, including the laser tag and the items in her bag such as lipstick, tissues, and others. The items inside the bag didn't change. So long as the number on the laser tag matched, the bag was Nicole's. "This is my shopping receipt... I stayed frugal for a year and saved up for this bag, but the number on the label changed for some reason. I got someone online to authenticate it. It's a fake!"

Nicole burst into tears right after saying that. After all, thirty-five thousand dollars wasn't a small sum for her.

"Huh Ditmeone place it with a tako, who could be so awful?" Their colleagues all and the same thing Right then, everyone's attention turned to the identical Chanel bag om Clarissa's ceuk

Carissa used to have only cheap canvas bags, Why did she suddenly use a Chanel bag, today? Although she was the president's wife and never short of money, a person's taste in fashion woulin't change overnight! Plus, there were many eccentric people among the rich