You’ll Fall For Me, Today Or Tomorrow Chapter 271


    That night, rissa was in for a lot of surprises.


    Joshua turned out to be an actual nobleman’s son. After rissa managed to get a handle on things,


    she suddenly realized that Joshua’s talkative nature was not that difficult toprehend at all.


    After all, his father was a foreign minister who depended on his eloquence to win the public’s favor. I


    guess Joshua’s talents must be some sort of alternative gic inheritance, right?


    And then there was Olive, Joshua’s mother.


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    Could Joshua’s artistic talent be another form of alternative inheritance too?


    rissa had trouble getting it into her head that Joshua, her talkative and sometimes immature friend,


    was actually born into an upper-ss family. Yet, he bore so little resemnce to his parents.


    It looks like one should never judge a book by its cover.


    After seeing Jeffrey off, rissa and Joshua walked to the front of the hall.


    rissa understood then that the charity auction was held not just in the name of Olive’s charitable


    spirit. She got to know more about theplicated matters involved.


    rissa met so many people at the banquet that night, some of whom she could recognize and some


    she did not.


    Judging by the number of familiar faces, she could tell how important Olive’s annual charity banquet


    was to these people.


    Ryler and Ya attended the event together. A few other famous celebrities were present too. rissa


    went ahead to pay her respects.


    Ryler raised a brow when he noticed Joshua next to rissa.


    “Is he your new boyfriend?”


    rissa’s mouth twitched.


    Joshua’s eyes lit up. “Oh, Ryler! How did you know?”


    rissa rubbed her forehead. Ya chuckled, “You have good taste, re. This one looks tender and


    sweet. That’s good.”


    rissa rolled his eyes, unimpressed.


    “Can you please stop fooling around?”


    Ryler grinned, “What’s wrong? Can’t we celebrate the fact that you have a boyfriend?”


    rissa snorted, “Ryler, quit talking like that or I’ll pretend I don’t know you.”


    Feeling threatened, Ryler gave in. “Fine. This one isn’t good enough for you anyway. Ditch him and find


    another. There’s bound to be one with your name on it.”


    Yaughed at his statement. And while that was going on, someone held her by the waist.


    Ya froze and quickly wrenched herself free from the arms that held her, putting some distance


    between Henry and herself.


    Henry feigned awkwardness after being pushed away like that. He nced at Ya’s stone-cold


    expression before turning to face rissa. Smiling, he greeted her, “Hi, Mrs. Tyson. Why isn’t Matt with


    you?”


    “Is Matthewing?” she asked, surprised.


    Henry furrowed his brow. “Don’t you know?”


    rissa went quiet.


    All eyes fell on her, each pair just as curious as the next.


    Joshua cut in, “Ah, let hime, Rissa. Just know that you’re my partner tonight. Don’t leave me


    stranded.”


    Henry stared at Joshua, whose eyes seemed to be wondering where he came from.


    Ya ignored Henry entirely. She was more surprised to learn that there was something going on


    between rissa and Matthew.


    In the past few years, Ya had never asked rissa about her personal life, but it seemed that


    rissa and Matthew had notpletely gotten over each other yet.


    Ya pulled rissa aside to talk in secret, while Henry held Joshua up. He nned to find out, on


    behalf of Matthew, anything he could about Joshua’s identity and background, and why he had the guts


    to court rissa.


    Speak of the devil and he shalle.


    Matthew made his appearance without a partner. His assistant, Donnie, was apanying him


    instead.


    He had not been dating all these years, and there was no news about his fiancée too. The public took it


    that the two had broken up peacefully.


    Matthew surveyed the crowd when he entered the hall, and eventually spotted rissa.


    rissa looked straight at him, but Matthew merely averted his gaze and returned to socializing with


    the other guests.


    rissa frowned, visibly upset.


    Ya had no intention to interrogate her. She knew that they must be going through a blip. In the past


    three years, the two did not seem to be in any sort of contact, but that was probably how it looked like


    to outsiders. Could they really end things?


    “Aren’t you going to talk to him?”


    rissa snorted, “No.”


    Ya grinned. “I really don’t get what’s going on between you two.”


    rissa went silent for a while before she spoke, “Nothing much. It’s a long story. I can tell you all


    about it some other day.”


    Ya shook her head. “Never mind. I’m not exactly interested. I’m just hoping to hear good news from


    you.”


    Then, rissa sighed. “Ms. Zaha, are you really not curious at all? Well, this sucks.”


    Ya smirked. “You aren’t denying the fact that you’re expecting good news. So, I think I can probably


    guess what’s up.”


    Gah. No wonder Henry has so much trouble vying for her attention. Ya’s too smart for him.


    It was almost time for the auction to begin. Olive stepped onto the stage. There, she was the epitome


    of elegance and grace. She did not have a grand speech prepared. Rather, she dove straight to telling


    stories of everything she had seen abroad and experienced in person. Everything she mentioned was


    neither made-up nor arranged by the media. Those were just too fake. Olive spoke only of true


    ounts.


    Of course, the issues she highlighted were able to be brought to attentionrgely due to her influence.


    rissa believed that great power came with great responsibility, and not everyone with huge tasks


    thrust upon them could handle them well.


    Therefore, Olive had a great character.


    As Olive continued her presentation, she showed some pictures of her cause, making her point much


    more convincing.


    It did not matter whether the richer members of the audience were really moved by her, or they were


    just pretending. As long as they were moved, they were more likely to part with their money. And that


    was all that mattered.


    Olive’s one-woman show went on for half an hour. After that, as the first person to auction her own


    items, she disyed one of her paintings.


    The auction had officially started. Joshua whispered to rissa, “This painting has been collecting dust


    at home for ages. She came across itst night. And now these people are making a grab for one


    measly artwork. Ha, what a bunch of idiots.”


    “You’re her son. Of course you don’t think much of it. But Olive’s a renowned artist. Even her doodles


    are valuable!”


    “Ah, whatever. I don’t see how something like that can be of any value.”


    “Can’t me you for having poor taste.”


    “Excuse me, Rissa! You’re saying I have poor taste? For your information, I’m highly sought after in the


    industry!”


    “Being rich doesn’t automatically trante to having good taste, mind you. And you don’t need to shout.


    Let’s be honest, you and Olive aren’t on the same level. Can you please admit that?”


    Of course, Joshua denied it. However, he did not want to go head-to-head with rissa about it.


    He snorted and looked away, like an angry child.


    rissa chuckled. She actually wanted to bid for Olive’s painting, but she backed down after the


    tycoons in attendance kept offering prices beyond her imagination.


    Surprisingly, Matthew emerged as the first sessful bidder.


    rissa was happy for him. She wondered, did he buy that because he knows I like it? If that’s true,


    then Olive’s painting will be mine when I return.


    rissa was delighted indeed. Next to her, Joshua huffed, “Just you wait, I’ll dig up all the dusty works


    of art from my house and give them all to you, free of charge.”


    “Really?”


    rissa’s eyes lit up.


    Joshua was proud of himself for having thought of that. He waggled his eyebrows at her.


    rissa could not suppress a chuckle. Joshua’s actions reminded her of Damian. Whenever he was


    praised or had done a good deed, he would behave the same way too, looking all smug and satisfied.


    Unfortunately, at the time being, she could only see her son via video call. It had been a while since


    she met him in person.


    She missed him very much. Before she had him, she never understood the emotional connection


    between mother and child, where they could not go one day without seeing each other. As a mother


    herself, she could see that children meant the world to their mothers.


    rissa’s lips curved into an endearing smile, the sight of which managed to rub the smirk off Joshua’s


    face. He did not like where this was going.


    Please don’t give me that look. My mother used to give me that look. Don’t tell me Rissa thinks of me


    as her son! Gah! No, no, no! Don’t go there! I want to be her man, not her kid!


    Unable to stand her motherly smile, Joshua came up with an excuse to get away. He needed to shake


    away the thought of rissa bing his new mother.


    A whileter, rissa could clearly feel a sharp gaze falling on her. She turned around but lost track of


    the source. Matthew, however, had just turned his head ever so slightly to speak to the person next to


    him.


    Geez, quit pretending you didn’t see me!


    rissa snorted. On the stage, all sorts of auction items were on disy, each ready to go to the


    highest bidder.


    Ya had contributed one of her costumes to the auction. She urged rissa to do the same, “If you


    want to put your poprity to good use, why not add something to the auction?”


    rissa pondered for a moment. “Alright,” she said.


    She did not have anything of value, and she had note prepared. So, she made a quick call to Yael,


    and they came to a decision. Soon, a manuscript written by rissa, the renowned screenwriter, was


    added to the pile.


    The manuscript was not an ordinary one. It was the short story rissa had written for Damian when


    he was born.


    The story had yet to be published. She had written it then to celebrate her son’s birth. It was just a


    simple fairy tale with a simple plot. However, because the purpose of the auction was to raise funds for


    underprivileged children, she believed that putting the manuscript out for bidding was quite appropriate.


    rissa did not think her manuscript would rack up much, despite her name. It was just something she


    wanted to do.


    On stage, the host began to introduce the next item, “Next, we have… a manuscript of a fairy tale,


    written by famed writer and screenwriter, rissa. She has won…”


    The host went on to talk about the awards rissa had won before. Those in the entertainment


    industry might know her fairly well but the business tycoons probably did not.


    The host was still halfway through listing rissa’s aplishments when someone interrupted him to


    ce a bid, “Five hundred thousand.”


    Say what?


    Silence fell as all who were present looked towards the speaker.


    rissa was surprised too. She looked towards the crowd and realized that it was Luke who had made


    such a generous bid.