Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After entering the bar, Stella walked straight to the bar counter and asked for a glass of wine.

As soon as she sat down, someone immediately came over and hit on her, “Beauty, you’re alone?”

Stella replied while smiling, “Yeah.”

The man said, “It’s a fate for us to meet each other. Let me buy you a drink.”

As he said, he snapped his finger at the bartender, “Give this beauty a blue margarita.”

After his words were uttered, an upright figure appeared beside him, “Since you love to treat others to something so much, why don’t you buy me a drink also, I’m also alone.”

The man was speechless.

This person was crazy, right.

Clarence leaned against the bar and blocked him from seeing Stella. His slender fingers were tapping on the countertop, “What, you have sexism?”

The man smiled awkwardly and patted his shoulder, “Buddy, how can you say like that, alright, since it’s New Year, let’s drink and I’ll just treat it as I’m making friends with you, what do you want to drink? Order it.”

Clarence said, “Then I’ll really order whatever I want.”

After he finished his words, he looked at the bartender, “A glass of Louis XIII.”

The bartender was stunned and he said, “Sir, Louis XIII is not available to be sold to a person.”

“I know, open a six-litre one, I want a glass of it. For the rest, this gentleman will treat the other guests in the bar to drink.”

The man’s face stiffened so much and it was contorted. He said in displeasure, “Buddy, you’re looking for trouble, right?”

Louis XIII was France’s top brandy and a few hundred millimetres of it cost more than ten thousand yuan, let alone six litres, which cost at least a few hundred thousand yuan.

Even he himself had never had a sip. Wasn’t this very obvious that he was deliberately tricking him?

Clarence spoke indifferently, “You can’t afford it? If you can’t afford it, don’t try to keep up appearances.”

When the man was just about to get angry, he pulled out a black card from his wallet and handed it to the bartender, “Open a bottle, it’s my treat for this gentleman.”

again, “There are some things that are beautiful and only can be desired but not attainable. Stopping in time to avoid

the limited black card without even blinking and ask the bartender to open a bottle of

that

card, “Si…sir, we don’t

the same glass of what she just

“Alright.”

the bartender gave back the hot black card, he heaved a sigh of

had been working here for so long and had seen many rich dudes. But, he had never met someone who opened a six-litre bottle of Louis XIII to treat

he still had

her

the bartender brought their glasses of wine

took a sip. Among sweetness and the astringent taste,

strong wine and she could

but she could not hold back her anger. So, she

the air here was too stuffy or because there were too many people, Stella already felt hot and her

the clock. It

the cold wind after leaving the bar, she shivered and felt a little dizzy. She took out her phone and dialled Sherry’s

the Spring Festival Gala, the one tonight is so boring…Are you still at Emmett’s house?

a

I’m going out

movements on the other end

only said half of the sentence, Sherry was already able to figure out the whole sentence. It should almost be like, “She is with me, if you dare to come,

I drank at night so I can’t

sentence seriously and

…

Clarence,

gaze, Clarence, however, calmly put her phone into his pants

Stella was speechless.

impolitely, “What exactly does Mr. Conrad want

it if I say

slightly puzzled after drinking,

need

Mr. Conrad willing to ignore me, what is your purpose of doing

“I didn’t ignore you, I just let you have enough