Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

In the studio, Stella was sitting in front of her desk with one of her hands supporting her chin. She was gazing at the piercing sunlight outside the studio, and she seemed to be lost in her thoughts.

She wondered what was going on with Clarence’s side, and she couldn’t know whether the directors’ meeting was going well as planned.

Time was slowly ticking away, and the sun was hanging in the middle of the sky. The heat shrouded the whole city and made it a scorching hot place.

Just as Stella was standing up and about to make some coffee for herself, she saw some people outside her studio slowly forming a crowd when she reached the door. They seemed to be engaged in some heated discussion.

The girls in the studio were attracted by this commotion as they all craned their neck, wanting to find out what was happening.

Stella put down her glass of water and slowly walked out of her studio, almost involuntarily.

As she passed through the passing crowed, she saw a man who was dressed in white shirt and black pants standing by a black car. He was holding a bouquet of fiery red rose in his arm.

Under the glow of sunlight, his expression appeared a little nonchalant and lazy.

When Stella got a good look at him, she couldn’t help but get stunned.

Clarence met her eyes and raised his brows slightly. He began to move his feet and walk to where she was. He handed her the flower, “This beautiful lady, do I have the honor to have lunch with you today?”

There was immediately an explosion of noise around them as the crowd started to clamor and whistle. They were guessing about Clarence’s identity as one of those domineering CEOs who was pursuing his sweet and demure wife.

Stella’s face swiftly flushed bright red. She didn’t know whether it was caused by the hot weather or because she was so embarrassed.

She took over the roses quickly and dragged Clarence all the way back to her office.

Clarence had a faint smile playing around his lips, and instead of being led, he held her hand and took the lead.

The girls in the studio all drooped their heads, pretending not to see this scene.

On the other hand, outside the studio, the surrounding crowd had dispersed, seeing that the protagonists were no longer there.

After entering the office, Stella put the flower on one side and shut the door. She turned to him and said, “You…”

Before she could say anything, a huge hand grasped her waist. Clarence was pushing her against the door, and he was rubbing her chin lightly with his fingers, “This beautiful lady, you still haven’t answered my question.”

Stella pushed him slightly with her face blushed, “Stop messing with me.”

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lips couldn’t help but curl up. She looked up at him and asked, “Didn’t

me to correct you. You only asked me about what I

Stella was rendered speechless.

knew how to play with

silent for a few seconds before replying, “Then…

strands of her hair to the

the conversation as she wrapped her arms around his waist and stuck her face

you doing? Although I like you being

interrupted her, “Nothing.

gentle as he proceeded

some time, he repeated, “Everything’s

her eyes and replied,

for the little one to gain full recovery. Then, they could finally be together forever. There wouldn’t be any nonsense or trifles interfering with their

sat in front of her desk to continue

was quiet and

afternoon, someone knocked

and whispered, “Ms. Radomil, someone is

her

book and didn’t provide any response. He

that person that he’s busy. He

nodded and then

back to focus on her

guess was correct, it must be one

came knocking at the

with the same

afternoon, visitors kept coming for clarence, but none

became a hot topic on the internet. People somehow acquired the information that

the Conrad Group, numerous reporters came too after hearing that Clarence had resigned from the president’s position. They all came in the hopes of getting

to meet Clarence face to

business today. So,

visiting much later, not only were they not able to meet Clarence, they couldn’t

apologized, “I’m sorry, everything happens because of