Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After eating, Stella felt so cozy, which she hadn’t felt so in the past few days.

Seeing that, Clarence asked, “Didn’t the Steward family feed you?”

Stella nestled on the sofa, “I don’t want to have meals with them at the same table. Otherwise, I’m afraid I would get the stomachache.”

In the past few days since she moved into the Steward’s, she basically had breakfast in the studio and went back after dinner.

She felt quite uncomfortable when staying with them in the same house, let alone having meals with them.

It would be worse than putting to death by dismembering the body.

Thinking of that, Stella said, “I love Alisa’s cooking so much. It’s far better than the takeout.”

Clarence said indifferently, “When you moved back, you can eat her dishes every day.”

Stella coughed, knowing what was in the wretched man’s mind. She didn’t follow the same topic. Instead, she said, “By the way, Charles Steward took me to the cemetery today, asking me to worship his late wife...”

“Did you worship her?”

“Nope. Guess whom I met there.”

Clarence asked, “Who?”

Stella answered, “William. What a coincidence. His friend’s graveyard was there as well.”

Clarence echoed casually, “That’s a coincidence truly.”

“I feel that William looks as if he has a lot of secrets.” Stella thought for a moment and then continued, “Since he is a businessman, he should know the current status of Steward Group clearly. But he chose to cooperate with Steward Group at this moment. I guess either he wanted to work with them for the time being to enlarge his company’s market, making Steward Group his stepping stone, or...”

Clarence’s eyes were darkened. Gazing at her, he asked, “Or what?”

Stella shook her head, “Nothing.”

She just had an idea suddenly - William also targeted Charles Steward.

For some reason, she also sensed that he might have something to do with Daniel.

next second, she felt her

was lost in thought, Clarence flicked her forehead with his fingers, “Have you done

rubbed her forehead, looking at him unhappily. Then she

want

told you before? When I have the inspiration, usually I

inspiration more important than your

could retort him, Clarence pulled her into

on her head, he whispered, “Don’t move.

the unconcealed tiredness in

lips and

the draft anyway. It would be much easier for her to do

at this moment as well. She yawned

Clarence’s voice rang out again, “If you are free in recent two days,

wanted to ask her to do something important, so she sobered up immediately, “What is

“How high the possibility would be if I moved in the Steward’s and stayed

Stella was speechless.

she could open the wretched man’s skull to see what was

crossly, “I believe the possibility that you’ll be beaten to death is pretty high. Mr. Conrad, if

“So miserable?”

Steward will invite you to

his black eyes, slightly raising his eyebrows, “When do you plan to let me take you home through a

kept talking about something that she

closed her eyes, “Just

Clarence didn’t

Stella felt that her waist was wrapped by

They slept rarely soundly.

...

when Sherry arrived at the door of the studio, she saw the female

“What happened? Didn’t you

her to stop and hinted at

and gaped. What a

away, “It’s still early. You haven’t had breakfast yet, have you? Go grab something to eat. It’s

the girls were gone, Sherry immediately pulled out her cell phone to dial

in the office and forgotten to take it