Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again
Chapter 187: Capitalists Were All Like the Cold-hearted Exploiter Clarence
Actually, Stella wasn’t surprised at this result at all.
But this was good. They had tried and Chan would not feel guilty any longer.
After a long while, Channing said in an upset tone, “I will try other means.”
Stella looked askance at him, “Chan, haven’t you planned to be in a relationship?”
“Nope.”
Stella suddenly thought of something and asked tentatively, “Could it be that you like boys? Rest assured, as long as he’s the one you like, I will not have any rejection…”
Channing pulled a long face, “Nonsense!”
He then added, “Don’t worry about to. I will handle my own business and you should consider for yourself more.”
Stella chuckled, “Aren’t I having a good life?”
“I heard from Sherry that someone is pursuing you.”
Stella said, “Don’t listen to her nonsense. We’re just normal friend.”
Channing had disbelief written all over his face.
Stella directly asked him to leave, “All right, I don’t need your help now. Go back to your school.”
Before leaving, Channing asked after hesitating for a while, “Will that man come here again?”
Stella was bewildered, “Which one?”
“Your friend. That celebrity.”
Stella came to her own sense, “Are you talking about Winnie Truman? She’s quite busy. Maybe she will visit me when she’s free. What’s the matter?”
Channing replied in a flat tone, “Nothing. It’s just that my classmates longs for her signature and they asked me to get it.”
her for her signature when she visit me next time. How many do
“As you like.”
words, Channing left in
back, Stella chuckled. When she was about to withdraw her gaze and continue
She watched Channing leaving and then
Stella’s in the air and she curled her lips into a
“He’s my younger brother.”
the words, “I haven’t expected that your younger brother is also
high-sounding polite formula, so she simply smiled politely,
words to Phoebe last
hadn’t expected that Phoebe would visit
here
talk about the business first. Ms. Radomil, I want to ask you to customize a necklace for me. But maybe it’s a bit urgent because I want it
rush order. Moreover, our
seemed to be a bit upset, “Oh, that’s it. It’s my fault. I didn’t
smile, “Ms. Steward, do you have any
party on Saturday and I’ve
her to her birthday party. She couldn’t understand what Phoebe was thinking for the time being, nor could she figure out what she
for your kindness. It’s just that
you before, so they also know about you. I know that you have some misunderstandings of me and I hope we can
Stella from
know whether she was sincere or
then she had to admit that she misunderstood her before. But if she was pretentious, Stella had to admire her shrewdness and composure as she still came to invite her
to answer it, Phoebe had placed the invitation letter in front of her, “Ms. Radomil, you can’t consider it slowly. No matter
finishing the words, she slightly nodded at Stella and then turned
pinky invitation letter, her temples
glance at the invitation letter and clicked het tongue, “Rich people are different. They even
at her,
and gestured her, “A little
then asked, “Are you going to
her head and put the invitation
the engagement with Clarence, Stella didn’t want to any relationship with a rich and powerful family like the Steward
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