Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Upon hearing the question, Charles didn’t have much change in his expression. He answered calmly, “Since you asked so, I’d like to tell you all about it - I’ve adopted Phoebe. After I lay in the hospital for three months and woke up, all my family had disappeared in that explosion.

“I looked for you in all the orphanages in town. I thought that your mother and you had died. Right then, I met Phoebe. She was the same age as you. For some reason, she was abandoned by her parents. She looked quite pitiful, so I adopted her. Shortly after I took her home, she got seriously sick. After waking up, she forgot everything.

“Over the years, I’ve been treating Phoebe as my biological daughter. I don’t want her to know about this matter, and neither have I told anyone about it. When you showed up with Miranda’s relic, I insisted on thinking that Phoebe is my daughter because I didn’t believe you. I also didn’t want to break Phoebe’s heart. However, since your foster father has confirmed, I have no reason to disbelieve you.”

Upon hearing his answer, all the guests off stage didn’t look surprised. They expected to see more reversed things.

After Charles finished his words, he looked over at Stella, “Any other questions?”

Stella said indifferently, “As for what kind of man Jeffrey Radomil is, I guess you have already investigated, haven’t you, Mr. Steward?”

Charles squinted and didn’t answer.

“He’s a gambler, chased by usurers every day, and full of lies. Mr. Steward, how could you believe him so simply? Aren’t you afraid that we both are working together to get Steward Group?”

After a long while, Charles heaved a sigh in silence, “Stella, I know you still hate me now. No matter what I explain, it doesn’t work. I can’t wish that you would forgive me. As long as you are happy.”

“Mr. Steward, please stop saying that,” Stella said, “I have something that you must be quite interested in.”

Stella raised a Kraft paper bag and smiled, “There’s a DNA test result in this bag. Mr. Steward, would you like to take a look.”

Charles didn’t know what was in her mind, “Stella, why don’t we find a place to have a talk.”

Right then, an old man’s voice sounded in the crowd, “What kind of DNA test is it? Please show me.”

walking stick. Taking over the Kraft paper bag, he pulled out the paper and read through it. With a deep frown, he handed it to

However, he still kept

DNA test between Phoebe and him,

the copy in his

calmly, “I don’t know what happened. I’ve never

asked, “So you mean this is fake, don’t

“That’s the only possibility.”

falling, “How about this? Mr. Steward, do you still want to

half-burned pocket watch was shown

was about to speak something but swallowed his words

“Stella,

hand and

carefully, frowning more deeply, “Have you brought that

“Yes, I have.”

gave another pocket

watched were customized by Charles back then. I’m absolutely certain.

the DNA test were all found in the safe of your bedroom. Do you want to

if Charles could deny the DNA test, he couldn’t deny

he denied it, it meant that he

explosion twenty years ago, the pocket watch was lost. I don’t know where it came from. As for the safe, I don’t know what happened. I never have a safe in my

to check if

her words, one of Charles’s men rushed in. With a nervous look, he said, “Mr. Steward, bad news. Just now I