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.

second, she felt

lost in thought, Clarence flicked her forehead with his fingers, “Have you done your job? Why are you worried about

looking at him unhappily. Then she wanted to send

asked, “Do you still want to continue with your

course. Haven’t I told you before? When I have the inspiration, usually

more important than your

retort him, Clarence

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

heard the unconcealed tiredness

her lips and decide to go to

finished drawing the draft anyway. It would be much easier for her to do the end-product

at this moment as well. She yawned

Clarence’s voice rang out again, “If you are free in recent two days, you can tentatively ask Charles Steward about

wanted to ask her to do something important,

continued slowly, “How high the possibility would be if I

Stella was speechless.

wished that she could open the wretched

the possibility that you’ll be beaten to death is pretty high. Mr.

“So miserable?”

Steward will invite you to move in

his black eyes, slightly raising his eyebrows, “When do you plan to

talking about something that she didn’t want to discuss with

her eyes, “Just

Clarence didn’t

a daze, Stella felt that her waist was

They slept rarely soundly.

...

studio, she saw the female employees were waiting at the door.

“What happened? Didn’t you bring

she was about to walk in. A girl pulled her to stop and hinted at her to keep quiet. Then she pointed

finger and gaped. What

girls away, “It’s still early. You haven’t had breakfast yet, have you? Go grab something to eat. It’s all on me. You can eat whatever you want. Remember to bring me

immediately pulled out her cell phone to dial Stella’s

phone in the office and forgotten to take it out. Besides, she muted it