Clarissa Lawson Novels & Stories

Good, Yenny had an activity that day, Clarissa would not hear a boring speech from her friend. Clarissa went into her room, took off her shoes, put down her bag, and quickly opened social media. She was looking for a Diaz Wardhana account. The name was unique, not a common name, it would be easy to find it. Yes, it didn't take long, Clarissa already got three accounts on different applications.

He thought she might be taking advantage of his grandfather for money. Don Miguel’s hearty laughter brought Reed back to his senses. "No Reed, she’s not my girlfriend… This is Clarissa. She’s the daughter of our estate caretakers. She just returned from New York, where she works as a nurse.” “Since both of you are here, I want you to know that I want you two to get married in the future... She’s the one I want you to marry, grandson.” Both Reed and Clarissa fell silent, staring at Don Miguel

As she walked away, the pull of the water called to her, a reminder of the life she had chosen, even if it meant walking away from the warmth of family. Clarissa’s gaze fixated on the familiar stone that stood like a silent sentinel by the edge of the shore. The moment she spotted it, a rush of emotions flooded her heart. That stone held so many memories—memories of a time when her life had taken a drastic turn. It was here that Carmela had hidden her from the people of Eldoria who had tried to capture her, to tear her away from her family. Clarissa could still remember the fear in her mother’s eyes, the urgency in her actions as she urged Clarissa to stay hidden, to keep her presence a secr

, she couldn't stand my princess and that was the extent of my love for her, but the last straw she shed the glass was in which she brought men into the house when I was not there, I discovered it because when Emm was five months old when she left her naked for a while in the crib and she had just bathed because of her my daughter got sick, the housekeeper told me She called worried, I ran to the house, I asked her about the lady and she simply didn't say anything, I didn't know why, but I simply sensed it and an unknown anger emanated from me, when I got home the first thing I did was go to the room that we had shared a few months ago, but that she had taken care of taking me out, I found h

"Anything else?" Clarissa shifted awkwardly. "No. Nothing else. I'll leave now." She turned around and made her way to the door. "Clarissa.." Lucas called out to her. Her hand paused on the door knob. She didn't turn around—just waited for him to say whatever he had to say. Lucas pressed his lips into a thin line before he said. " Easton filed for a lawsuit." Hearing Easton's name, Clarissa spun quickly. Her eyes widened a little in surprise. "Easton?? The same Easton I know??"

Alin's voice was swallowed on the other side. Laurel frowned, suddenly attacked by a bad feeling because of Alin's silence. “What's wrong, Alin? Why are you silent?” “Because the ex-girlfriend you will face is the toughest enemy.” Alin took a deep breath. “Clarissa could be said to be Mr White's permanent lover. He always came back to her. Clarissa is a tough, independent woman who doesn't seem to need a man and her relationship with Mr. White is purely for pleasure. However, she doesn't seem willing to let Mr White belong to another woman, because she is used to having him all to herself.” Alin took a deep breath. “She is very good at intimidating her opponent. Be careful, Laurel, lest you

Alec called. She beamed as she joined us. “Good evening, Alec. For a moment, I thought you weren't going to make it.” “I wouldn't miss it for the world,” Alec replied. Clarissa's gaze shifted to me. Her smile grew as she stretched a hand forward. “Hi. I'm Clarissa Wren, heir to Washington's most luxurious wine empire,” she said. I took her hand. “Mabel Parker.” “Your dress is stunning. Who are you wearing?” she asked.

Josh, with too much time on his hands one day, had flashbacks of the time he had forced Clarissa to order a tailored dress from Rose. It was nothing more than his way of putting Clarissa into trouble. The high society of Solana City was well aware of Rose Emerson's reputation for being difficult. Most prospective clients who went to Rose to order a dress would likely find themselves rejected, not to mention a woman as dumb and clumsy as Clarissa.

Have you forgotten how she tried to claim my Mira in the first place? "Yeah you should thank her too." "Aren't we going in, mother? Am I just gonna stand here and watch you argue?" Mira looked up to me and asked. "Hey guys!" Clarissa Logan, even in a simple jumpsuit, red pumps and red purse, she still looked so dazzling and alluring. Perfect curves with the perfect face to match. "Goodness! I nearly missed the address." She walked up to us and smiled, down at Mira. "Hello, little cousin."

“Whilst you can’t get Beryl arrested for pushing Clarissa to suicide as there is only your witness testimony, there are some other illegal activities she can be arrested for. She is not a law-abiding citizen in the slightest.” Clara’s interest was piqued. Caiden didn’t slack off at all. He had done some investigating. Maybe that was what he did when he wasn’t with her. “What crimes has she committed?” she enquired. “Do you remember that she has a start-up company and has released a fashion app?” Caiden asked. Clara scanned through Clarissa’s memories. There were some memories of Clarissa having to listen to Beryl talk about her start-up company and ideas. The fashion app was on Clarissa’s ph