Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

In the CEO’s office, Conrad Group…

Clarence opened the Kraft paper envelope and pulled out the documents from it. After a few glances, he tossed them on the tea table.

Shortly after, there was a knock on the door.

Nathan said, “Mr. Conrad, all the directors are gone.”

Clarence hummed to answer. Then he added, “Keep an eye on them. Dempsey won’t give up.”

“Yes, Mr. Conrad.”

Now Dempsey’s movements were too obvious. In other words, it had reached the critical moment for them to seize the power. Any unexpected incident would change the ultimate result of this matter.

As soon as Nathan walked out of the office, the manager of the security department rushed over, “Excuse me, Nathan. Something happened.”

“What’s wrong?”

The manager pulled out his phone and showed Nathan a clip of the surveillance video.

It was filmed by a camera outside the entrance of Conrad Group, which was far away from the entrance but with a wide-angle lens. Although they couldn’t recognize the people’s faces, Nathan recognized Stella’s outfit with a single glimpse as well as Jeffrey, who had been wandering about downstairs several times with his bandaged head.

Nathan couldn’t care too much. Grabbed the phone, he rushed back into the CEO’s office.

Clarence looked up impatiently. When he was about to speak, Nathan said hurriedly, “Mr. Conrad, Mrs. Conrad was taken away by Jeffrey Radomil.”

Clarence’s face went cold instantly. He stood up and strode outward of his office, “When did it happen?”

“Ten minutes ago.”

“Send our men to look for them. Go check on the places Jeffrey Radomil often goes to. One by one!” Clarence tightened his chin, his voice arctic cold, “Especially Twilight Club. If anyone sees Jeffrey Radomil, keep him in control.”

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girl, don’t blame me. You are the more ruthless one. If you didn’t deceive me to meet Adolph Miller, I wouldn’t be beaten up by them so violently. I was almost dead. But, rest assured,

off the car, Adolph was waiting for him

“Have you brought

and said cheekily,

over in the car, “There

his gaze. Through the window, he saw

is worth

with a frown, “You are

This is my daughter. Shouldn’t she pay my debt for me?” Jeffrey approached him and covered his face with one hand. He whispered, “Don’t worry. I’ve contacted the buyer. He’s in the hotel nearby. When he gives

up a smoke, “This is the first time I’ve met such a father like you. If you declared that she’s your

Why couldn't she be my daughter? She wasn’t so lucky to

Adolph looked away, snorting.

received a call. The buyer he contacted had

phone, he said to Adolph again, “Look. I’ll have the money soon.

interested to take such

the sake that we’ve known each other over two years.

the door of the car and dragged Stella out,

at him expressionlessly, her eyes

grounding out the cigarette butt with the sole of his

felt that Stella was way too unlucky to have

that Stella was quiet without making any fuss. He felt less uneasy. He also didn’t think she looked quite decent in such

cunning man, Jeffrey was afraid that Stella would run away, so he didn’t untie the cloth strings that were used

the receptionist for help, which startled Jeffrey. Immediately, he dragged Stella back and explained with a smile, “She’s my daughter.

able to escape tonight no matter what. Behave yourself. If you pissed them off, I don’t think they wouldn’t have

up totally. The hotel was opened right opposite the underground casino. Obviously, the hotel

threaten, Stella sneered, “Have you