Chapter 472 Between Two Fires
"Most likely, the Jordan family would suggest that you cooperate with the law enforcement with the investigation and handle it impartially. However, your hands are probably not clean. Even if you are framed by others this time, you must have done a lot of hanky-panky in the past."
"If you cooperate with the law enforcement, whatever funny business that you've done in the past will definitely come to light. At that time, your family may find yourself jumping out of the frying pan into the fire and that will be the end for you."
"So, you wouldn't dare to find Old Madam Jordan for help, but you also can't be sure if we will help you or not, so you decided to take a shot at Anderson."
"Everyone knows that the relationship between Anderson and me is harmonious. If something happens between you and him, even if it's to stop you from spilling the beans, he will still help you to handle this matter."
"Perhaps you can use this as evidence against him in the future, and ask for even more favors. As the relatives of my mother-in-law, Anderson won't be so ruthless as to leave you with absolute no way out no matter how angry he is."
"That's why you guys want to threaten us with the bargaining chip in your hands so that we would be caught between two fires. That way, we would have no choice but to be your rock. Am I right?"
As soon as the words Clarissa finished her words, the entire living room fell silent.
It was so quiet that as if one could have heard a pin drop.
Charmaine's face was deathly pale as she stared at Clarissa with a pair of terrified eyes. She didn't manage to say a single word for a long time.
On the other side, Anderson's face had also turned completely ashen.
No one would have thought that such a simple thing would turn out to be a despicable and abhorrent scheme after a series of analysis.
All of a sudden, there was a "Bang!" sound.
As the tea cup on the table was being swept to the ground, everyone was shocked.
Anderson stood up. Because he was boiling with anger, a cold glint flickered in his sharp eyes, if looks could kill.
"Pattie, send her back to the Cole Family! Tell them that our Jordan Family will not interfere in anything related to the Cole Family in the future!""
Pattie immediately went forward and said respectfully, "Yes."
Clarissa raised her eyebrows and said nothing.
Charmaine's expression suddenly changed. Her face turned pale, and she rushed over to grab Anderson's sleeve.
"Anderson, you can't do this. We are relatives. If something happens to us, aunt will be embarrassed too. You can't leave us out!"
Anderson's eyes turned cold. The next second, Pattie came forward and forcefully plucked Charmaine's hand off Anderson.
"Take upon yourself the consequences for what you've done. Not to mention that our relationship is of just distant cousins, even if you're my lineal descendant, this rule remains unchanged!"
After he finished, he ignored her and strode away.
Charmaine could only pin her hope on Clarissa.
She cried and begged, "Clarissa, I'm begging you, please help us! I really don't want to marry that old man. If I really marry him, my life will be ruined."
Clarissa said indifferently, "Maybe I can still have a say about my own family's affairs, but when it comes to anything beyond that realm..."
She curled her lips slightly. "Since Anderson is not willing to help, what's the point of begging me for help?"
"Clarissa, Anderson loves you the most. He will listen to you. Please help me to persuade him. You can do it."
"Oh? Is that so?"
She raised her eyebrows and sneered. "Just now, you were the one who said I'm not good enough for Anderson? And that I have a lower social standing than you? Since that's the case, I don't think I have the standing to intercept for you anymore. After all, I can barely stand on my own two feet with a background like mine, much less take care of others."
Charmaine's expression changed and pleaded immediately, "I was wrong. Clarissa, it's my fault. I was talking nonsense. Anderson loves you so much so that he'll listen to everything you say."
"Clarissa, please help me! Women should support each other. I really don't want to marry that old man. I will be grateful to you and repay your kindness!"
Clarissa frowned, but in the end, she did not agree.
"Instead of looking for me, you'd better go to Old Madam Jordan instead! After all, she has always been very kind to your family. It's related to your lifelong happiness. She will not sit idly by and do nothing about it."
After that, she no longer gave Charmaine any chance to speak and left.
When she went upstairs, she saw Anderson standing in front of the window. He was making a call with a cold expression on his face.
Instead of bothering him, she ordered a servant to serve her two cups of tea. She sat on the sofa next to her and drank the tea casually.
It didn't take long for Anderson to hang up and come over to her.
Clarissa put down the teacup and asked with a smile, "Are you done with your call?"
Anderson did not speak. His face was tense, and it could be seen that he was still angry.
She raised her eyebrows but didn't say anything. She took a pillow and tucked it behind her waist.
Anderson saw it and frowned slightly. He walked over and adjusted the pillow for her. He asked, "Your lower back's sore again?"
She nodded. "Yes, I didn't sleep well and I feel lethargic."
"Then go sleep for a while."
"I can't sleep."
Anderson looked at her with a deep gaze. Clarissa was a little embarrassed by his gaze and took a step back.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I'm sorry, just now..."
"I know."
She sighed. "But I'm still very angry. Why do you think there are so many women coming after you?
With all kinds of crooked ways. I can stop it once, but I can't stop it for another ten or a hundred times! In the future..."
Before she could finish her words, his hand suddenly grabbed the back of her head, and then a kiss fell.
She only had time to groan a little before her breath was taken away.
Clarissa's limbs gradually went limp, with her hands holding onto Anderson's shirt, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
After a long while, Anderson let go of her.
Clarissa panted a little while her pretty face turned red. She stared at him with a coquettish look.
"What are you doing?"
Anderson's expression softened as he said with a smile, "Nothing, I just want to kiss you."
Clarissa looked at him in a more coquettish way. In the depths of her watery eyes, there was a faint trace of desire.
Anderson's throat tightened.
It had to be said that in addition to Clarissa's attractiveness, today's meal at noon was also effective.
Thinking of this, Anderson's eyes could not help but turn cold again.
Charmaine was so cunning and abhorrent and she even expected the Jordan Family to help her out of the tricky situation, how ridiculous!
"Hey, why don't we talk to grandma about this? After all, it involves the Cole Family. It doesn't matter whether we help them or not, at least we should let grandma know."
Anderson narrowed his eyes, looked at her, and pondered for a moment.
"I'll talk to her."
He straightened his back, took out his phone and called Old Madam Jordan.
Old Madam Jordan was so angry that she started trembling when Anderson explained to her what had happened briefly on the phone.
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