Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

After a while, Emmett appeared in Stella's office.

Stella said to the assistant who led him in, "Please make two cups of coffee."

When the assistant was about to receive the order, Emmett said, "Don’t bother. I'll be leaving soon."

The assistant looked towards Stella. Stella nodded and then the assistant closed the door and left.

Emmett sat in front of Stella and put down the Kraft paper bag, “Stella, everything you want is here."

"Thank you." Stella rubbed her temples, “I should have taken it by myself, but I didn’t have time..."

Emmett laughed, “It doesn’t matter. It happens that I have to come here to deal with a matter, so it’s convenient for me to bring the thing here to you. I heard about the trouble caused by Armand. I also inquired others about this matter on the way here. The company which had a negotiation with Armand last night is a new company which was established two months ago. It’s said that its boss is an overseas Chinese and no one has seen him."

Stella frowned slightly, “Do you mean this company may be weird?"

Emmett nodded, “Although Armand is a total scumbag, it's not the first time for him to do such a thing. He becomes especially and prudent after the crisis of the Steward Group. How would he allow such an accident to happen?"

Stella pressed her lips slightly, “But last time he and another senior of the Steward Group forced Madison to drink wine and I witnessed the scene. They wanted to...take her away."

"That happened when Madison's husband was in a trouble, right? If you weren't there that day, who knows what would happen? Madison went to him for help. Even if she called the police after that, he could still shift the blame to her. Or, if he agreed to help Madison, Madison would probably compromise to it under his coercion and temptation for the sake of her husband’s future.”

Stella's hands, which were placed on the table, were slowly clenched into fists, and her brows were furrowed tightly.

Emmett continued, “So, this time the victim not only did not accept his coercion and temptation but also planned to spread this scandal. There could be only two causes – maybe they didn’t arrange this well in advance, or maybe all this is a trap.”

After a pause, Emmett said again, “Stella, what do you think of the cause? Which one is more likely?"

Stella frowned, “I would rather believe that that girl was coerced, but..."

But what Emmett said was right. That bastard, Armand, is very experienced in such a thing and he would not make such a low-level mistake.

knocking sounds on the door, and the assistant said, “Ms. Radomil,

leave first. Call me

“Okay,

"You’re welcomed."

bag in front of her and

Stella's office with displeasure written all over his face. He said opposite to her and said unceremoniously, "Ms. Radomil, why do you look for me in such

Bernard, did bother

Stella’s face, Armand's anger was relieved a little, “I was not having a

have to deal

are solely responsible for the company's affairs.

said lightly, “Then Mr. Bernard, do you mean that since I’m solely responsible for the company's affairs, you can shift the blame for the evil

thought her words were not pleasant to ears, but he was the one who did something wrong, so he couldn't refute it. He just said, "It's not a big deal. She just wants money. Just give her

how much do

woman just wants a larger sum of money. Just ignore her for several days and she will not be so greedy. She will accept it no matter

but it seems like

that she is young. Mr. Bernard, she’s only two or three years

“It was she who seduced me.

does she make a

for words and

they had arranged it. Therefore, he didn’t think too much of it and thought it was a kind of excitement. Unexpectedly, due to

not surrender

to the reputation of the Steward Group and Stella wouldn’t turn a

Bernard, how do

said it:

me a specific number so that I can let the financial accountant deal with it. I hope Mr.

was stunned, “What

remit the money to the account of the company. Didn’t Mr. Bernard want me to help you solve this matter? To be frank, I’m just