All Chapters of Meeting Mr. Right By A One-night Stand: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

She suddenly understood. It turned out that Lara did that on purpose. She deliberately said those words to her, just to motivate her to take the initiative to steal the draft. As for Lara herself, she wouldn't get involved and could take the easy way out. Even if she was caught, Lola was the only one who would be punished. Lola looked at Lara in disbelief, as if this was the first time she really knew her. "Lara, how can you speak against your conscience? Your dress was dirty, and it was me who brought you the new dress. You clearly told me in the room that you would stall Clarissa and stop her from returning to the room, and I would go to steal the manuscript for you. How can you not admit it?" Lara frowned hard. Idiot Lola! How could she still implicate her? Didn't Lola understand that only when she was innocent that she could put up bail for Lola when she was really sent to the police station? But Lola actually wanted

Elliot's face changed. Lara grabbed his arm and said in a trembling voice, "Elliot, I didn't..." Lauren sneered, "You can continue to pretend!" Lara was speechless. More and more people suspected her, and she couldn't stand it anymore. Looking sadly at Clarissa, she said in a trembling voice, "Clarissa, I didn't expect you to say this under the circumstances! Well, since you insist that I framed you, I have nothing to say. But you can't prove your innocence just by saying this!" One of Lara's admirers couldn't bear to see her being so sad and fragile. He spoke for her, "Yes, you didn't explain it five years ago. It has been so long, and now you say that you were wronged. How can you prove it? Lauren was stunned. She had been following Clarissa's plan, but she did not expect that things would become like this. Hearing this, she squinted at Clarissa. Clarissa sneered and was about to speak. "Who said that she can't p

Lara stood there and said proudly, "I took a lot of hard work to paint the draft five years ago, so I remember it very deeply. Clarissa, you had seen my design and you may remember it vaguely, but you can't remember it more clearly than me. So you'd better give up. Your draft can't be better than mine." Clarissa smiled, "Is that so?" "Of course. If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Richardson." "Mr. Richardson, is she right?" Carson looked at Clarissa in shock, and the expression on his face was complicated. Lara thought that she was right. She thought, "Clarissa is really an idiot! She has forgotten her design draft five years ago. Otherwise, how could she think of such a stupid way of drawing it again to remember it?"  "According to the principal's expression, he must have found that Clarissa's draft was completely different from the design five years ago!" Thinking of this, Lara felt even more proud. Anderson said blandly, "Alright, Announ

Clarissa's expression suddenly became fierce. She was really angry, and she really couldn't understand how could Elliot have the confidence to say such words to her! "Elliot, I think you have overestimated yourself. Do you think I will stay single forever and cherish the memory of those days we were together for a man like you? How can you be so shameless to dream like this?" Being ridiculed by her several times, Elliot became a little irritable. "Clarissa, don't consider my kindness as evil inention! Do you know what kind of person Anderson is? Do you know him? Since that woman can be related to the Jordan Group by marriage, her family background can't be simple. Have you ever thought about what will happen to you when she knows the relationship between you and Anderson?" Clarissa smiled faintly. "Whether I know him or not, it has nothing to do with you. Although we knew each other not long ago, I think that I have known him enough. At least I know

David knew the seriousness of this matter and replied quickly, "Mr. Jordan, we will get there in thirteen minutes at top speed." Usually, it took an hour from the airport to Deluge Hotel. They had driven for a while, and even the remaining distance would take at least forty minutes. David had done his best to get there in thirteen minutes. After all, a car was not an airplane. No matter how good its performance was, it cannot fly there. Anderson understood this reason. He pursed his lips and didn't speak any more. At this moment, Conner received a call from one of his subordinates and frowned. "I see. I'll ask about it now." After he hung up, he called Elliot first. "Elliot, are you at Deluge Hotel today?" Elliot didn't know what was going on, so he replied with some doubts, "Yes, what's the matter?" "Do you know who is in the room 8828?" "8828?" Elliot was stunned, and then he suddenly opened his eyes wide.