Chapter 83 I Want Her Dead

Now, Queenie was even more sure that Natalie was good at playing tricks. Horatio had always been rational and aloof, yet even he was being drawn to her. She couldn't help but feel worried. Did Horatio really feel nothing for Clarissa? So, Queenie slapped on a graceful smile and said pointedly, "Alright, Horatio. Clarissa doesn't come by often. You should chat with her. You young people have more in common." As she spoke, she gently nudged Clarissa toward Horatio's direction, her intent to play matchmaker plain as day. Clarissa took a small step forward with faintly flushed cheeks. Her voice was all meek and tender as she said, "You've been working hard lately. I heard there's a new restaurant by the river. The food there is authentic, and they offer a lot of privacy. Why don't we... find some time to try it together? You'd get to relax too." Her shy gaze was full of hope and expectation. Any man faced with such an invitation might find it difficult to refuse outright. But Horat