Yarick exclaimed, “A young lady?! Seriously? Matt, is that true?”
Meanwhile, Jeremy cast a glance at Clarissa, who looked as if she was trying to hide under the table.
Apart from Jeremy, no one took notice of her abnormality as they never suspected she would have anything to do with Matthew.
“Uncle Matt, I’m curious. Someone saw you in the restaurant with a young lady, but unfortunately, he has no idea who she is. When he told my mom this piece of news, he re-emphasized that she looks very young.” Ellie hesitated before asking sheepishly, “Uncle Matt, are you… dating with an underage?”
She tucked her head in when her uncle shot daggers at her. “Fine! I said something wrong. But I am so curious! Uncle Matt, have you really found yourself a girlfriend? Is there any chance of me calling her aunt?”
Matthew didn’t answer her questions. Placing his hole cards down, he ordered, “Start the game!”
It was his warning and a clear refusal to answer.
Although the others were disappointed that they couldn’t elicit an answer from him, they didn’t dare to ask further questions.
Clarissa’s face was pale, staring blankly at space.
Damon noticed her abnormality, so he asked if she was alright.
“Damon, is she your girlfriend? It seems to me that you care a lot about her,” Yarick teased, giving Damon a playful nudge.
Damon responded with a smile. Before he could say anything, Clarissa denied, “I’m not.”
Hearing her denial, a meaningful smile appeared on Yarick’s chubby face. “Damon, it looks like there’s still a long way to go to win Ms. Quigley’s heart.”
“Ms. Quigley, Damon is in no way a Casanova. Do you not like him? Or are you a reserved person?” he asked her.
“Mr. Payne, you’ve misunderstood. Damon and I are only friends,” she answered.
“I know, you’re friends now, but who knows? Maybe in the future…”
“Oh, Fatty! Stop talking!” Jeremy suddenly gave him a kick under the table and interrupted him. “She said they are just friends. Why are you still matchmaking her with Damon? Besides, maybe she already has a boyfriend. Am I right, Ms. Quigley?” he asked Clarissa.
Ellie chimed in, “Mr. Jeremy, Clare doesn’t have a boyfriend.”
“How do you know? Even though the two of you are besties, you can’t possibly share her every secret. Do you agree with me, Ms. Quigley?” Once again, he threw the question at Clarissa.
“Eh? Clare, is it true that you have someone you liked?” Ellie asked.
Damon’s heart dropped while he fixed his eyes at Clarissa.
Clarissa couldn’t help feeling uneasy being the center of attention, especially when Matthew cast his dark gaze at her.
She evaded Ellie’s question, “I’m sorry, I need to use the washroom.” With that, she got out of the private lounge.
“Tsk, tsk, we won’t bite, why is she running away? It’s just a simple yes-or-no question. Do we look that terrifying to her?” Yarick muttered in confusion.
Hearing his mutter, Jeremy let out a chuckle.
No one noticed Matthew’s gaze flickered with a dangerous glint.
It had been a while since Clarissa was gone, but she still hadn’t come back yet.
Just then, Ellie received a call from her. “You’re going home? Alright then, let me drive you home… No? Okay… Fine. Text me when you are home. Bye!”
After she ended the call, she couldn’t help grumbled, “See, you guys have scared Clare away!”
“No way! Don’t tell me that she’s so shy to that extent! Damon, this young lady is indeed beautiful, but I don’t think she’s honest with you. Could it be that she’s playing hard to get?” Yarick expressed his honest opinion openly.
The next moment, Ellie voiced her dissatisfaction. “Mr. Yarick, Clare is my best friend! Don’t think so poorly of her!”
Yarick shook his head at her. “Oh, dear Ellie, you’re still young, naive, and a little too gullible. We can’t really tell what’s in a person’s mind. Why don’t you ask Jeremy, see if he thinks the same as me? He’s the true expert when it comes to women.” He stroked his chin as he went on, “We were only asking if there’s someone she likes. Is it that difficult to answer? There’s something fishy about her. I guess she’s a scheming girl, and she has tricked both of you.” He pointed at both Ellie and Damon as he spoke.
Then, he suddenly came up with an idea. “Why don’t we ask Jeremy to test her? See if she’s really that innocent. Arghhh—”
As soon as he finished his words, someone kicked the leg of his chair. It threw him off balance, causing him to fall backward. At that instant, his fat body collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
While whimpering in pain, he yelled, “Jeremy! What’s wrong with you? Are you trying to kill me?”
With an innocent look on his face, Jeremy flashed him a smile. “Hey, Fatty, it’s not me.”
“If it’s not you, then who kicked my chair? It can’t be Matt!”
