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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sealed her mouth with the adhesive tape and tied up her hands with cloth strips. He said, “My good 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,

got off the car, Adolph was waiting for

latter asked, “Have you brought the

rubbed his hands and said cheekily, “Sure.

he glanced over in

his gaze. Through the window, he saw a

My daughter is worth more than a million,

a frown, “You are playing such a trick

face with one hand. He whispered, “Don’t worry. I’ve contacted the buyer. He’s in the hotel nearby. When

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

rolled his eyes and answered quickly, “What are you talking about? She has my blood in her body. Why couldn't she be my daughter? She wasn’t so lucky to be born in a family, but instead, she

Adolph looked away, snorting.

he contacted had arrived at

After hanging up the phone, he said to Adolph again, “Look. I’ll have the money soon. If you help me take her in, I’ll spare another one

I’m not interested to take such immoral

chance for the sake that

door of the car and dragged Stella out, “Come one,

at him expressionlessly,

far, Adolph withdrew his gaze, grounding out the cigarette butt with the sole of his

that Stella was way too unlucky to have Jeffrey

the gate of the hotel, Jeffrey noticed that Stella was quiet without making any fuss. He felt less uneasy. He also didn’t think she looked quite decent in such a status, so he tore off the adhesive tape from her

Stella would run away, so he didn’t untie

always quiet, suddenly asked the receptionist for help, which startled Jeffrey. Immediately, he dragged Stella back

escape tonight no matter what. Behave yourself.

eyes that showed it was not her business had made Stella give up totally. The hotel was opened right

Jeffrey’s threaten, Stella sneered, “Have you truly treated