Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

In the private room…

The temperature plummeted when Clarence entered the private room.

The whole room was shrouded in an oppressive aura.

A person at the gambling table asked, “What’s wrong with Mr. Conrad?”

Vincent took a glance at the man who was sitting on the sofa and drinking wine alone, “Maybe he was bit again.”

“…”

Another person said, “Oh, is he so unruly in bed? But I haven’t heard that Mr. Conrad has a woman.”

Vincent smiled, yet he didn’t reply.

Right at this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open. The woman who bit Mr. Conrad walked into the room.

Vincent looked up and felt a bit surprised when seeing Stella. He didn’t expect that Clarence could bring her here.

Wasn’t the two of them in dichotomy?

Stella’s eyes met with Vincent’s in the air. She slightly nodded at him as a kind of greeting.

Then she walked towards Clarence and sat down beside him.

Vincent raised his brows and shifted his gaze.

Right at this moment, a person asked, “Who’s she? She’s so beautiful. Is she a model or a entertainer in Mr. Conrad’s company?”

Vincent replied calmly while shuffling the cards, “Mr. Conrad’s ex-wife.”

Everyone was shocked.

Rumor had it that Clarence detested his ex-wife and they finally divorced. Why were they together again?

Clarence was still drinking wine calmly at a corner. He didn’t say anything.

Stella also remained silent.

Anyway, he simply requested her to accompany him to this gambling party, but he didn’t tell her what she should do.

Vincent and noticed that the men around him were all dandies from rich families. She felt curious. Would this gambling partly help the projects that were affected by this

more suspicious of it,

the dim light, she couldn’t see his face clearly and therefore she could see the emotions in his eyes. She could only see

while, but she came back

chuckle in the darkness. Clarence picked up his glass and

put down the glass and then

Conrad, please sit here. I happen to have something to deal with and I have to go

sat on his seat. Then Vincent told him, “This position is quite unlucky today. He has lost for the whole

it unluckier

Vincent was rendered speechless.

he so irritable

words were

Mr. Conrad is in a

just now, Clarence lost for

down the cards and tilted his

a short while, “I don’t know how to

added rigorously after a short while of silence, “Nor do I

give her hard-earning money to these

Clarence was rendered speechless.

laughed, “It doesn’t matter. Mr. Conrad is a philanthropist. Recently, he increased the greening rate of the city, saying it was to protect

finish his words, he felt a cold

sat just now, “But I really don’t know how to

you so capable? How could it

who sat opposite to him, coughed to remind him

indiscriminately

late if

she kept reminding herself

to lose temper, Clarence finally said something that wasn’t annoying, “Let me teach

with a

was a gambler, Stella show no interest in

an emotionless robot during the whole process and she simply played

ever since Stella sat down on this chair,

rounds, the atmosphere around the gambling table became more and

“Play that card.”

Clarence didn’t express it clearly, or maybe it was because Stella misunderstood it… She picked up a card, but when she was about to put it on the table, Clarence

grabbed her. Her sleepiness was all gone instantly and she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her