Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

If it was fake, Clarence lied to her and wanted herself to expose. If she admitted it, she would fall into his trap.

However, if what he said was true, Phoebe knew that Clarence could have the heart to send the video clips to the media. He didn’t care about anyone’s dignity, let alone that he was against Steward Group now.

Steward Group had become a target now. Once the video clip was leaked, the loss caused and the impact on her wouldn’t be estimated.

Seeing that she was silent, Clarence added, “Why? Ms. Steward, you are always proud and think highly of yourself. You dared to do it but you dare not to admit it, do you?”

After a few seconds, Phoebe inhaled and sat upright. “Yes. I’ve done it. But, even I stabbed the long nail into the horse, I didn’t have any way to control the horse to hurt others. Animals are spiritual. As the target to be attacked, Ms. Radomil, don’t you do a self-reflection? There are so many people in this club, but why did the horse only rush to you?”

It was the first time that Stella encountered such a cunning woman like Phoebe who could make a false countercharge.

Instead of getting angry, Stella smiled. “Ms. Steward, do you also mean that since City N is so big, but Bernice young only made the trouble to me because I deserved it?”

After a pause, she added, “By the way, Ms. Steward. I forgot to tell you. She survived the car accident. She woke up last week and was transferred to the general intensive care unit a few days ago. Her consciousness was quite clear and she told your car plate number without any mistake.”

Upon hearing it, not only Phoebe, but Clarence also looked over at her. He raised his brows at Stella as if he asked why she hadn’t told him such information.

It wasn’t that Stella didn’t want to tell him. She just didn’t have any chance to mention it.

She had been bustle and hustle recently.

If it weren’t that the incident happened today, she would find a more suitable occasion to tell him about it.

Phoebe pressed her lips tightly, clenching her hands on the knees. She had never expected that Stella could have caught her on such a big matter.

Stella smiled gently. “Ms. Steward, please don’t worry. I won’t tell others about this matter. After all, we’ll become a family soon. If things you’ve done were exposed, you wouldn’t be the only one who got impacted. Steward Group would be impacted, too. In that case, the loss outweighs the gain to me.”

Phoebe suddenly stood up and strode away.

After she was gone, Stella’s smile gradually faded away.

The manager said, “Mr... Mr. Conrad, I’m leaving now...”

“Okay.”

Soon, only Clarence and Stella were left in the lounge.

sofa, stretching his arm behind her. “I’ve never known that

competent as you, Mr. Conrad. You even could make lies

his lips. “That

Stella was speechless.

stop flirting with her.

two matters, so she would be restrained a lot after you moved into the Steward’s. But you still must

nodded.

the Steward’s alone, how could she be unprepared at

outside. It was until then did

even didn’t have a chance to eat the food she prepared last

seemed that the day

could only bring the food

Stella found that Clarence didn’t drive in the direction back home. Instead, he

ask him, “Aren’t

answered, “Our date hasn’t started yet. Why would

Stella was puzzled.

what they were doing

thought. They were out anyway. If they went home now,

better to take this chance

an hour, the

would take her here. After being taken aback for a moment, she had a

opened the rear door, taking

she found that they arrived at a flat area nearby the sea, which was decorated deliberately. Warm-colored light belts were wrapping around the pergolas. The ground was covered with a layer of roses. Two cushions were put at the back. There were also a bottle of wine and two goblets. The scene

looked like a perfect

wretched man

another. When seeing the miserable shapes of

they look like. As long as they

Conrad, you’d better stay away from

quite neat when

the lunch boxes, but the food became

the new generation of kitchen

unhappily. “Are you