Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

This was a reason she couldn't say no to.

Stella looked at the ring on the coffee table and did not say anything.

Caesar added, “If Elaine knew about this, she would also want Ms. Radomil to keep it for her first.”

At this time, Caesar’s phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, “Ms. Radomil, I’ll leave first then.”

Seeing Caesar come out, Elaine went over and asked, “Uncle, you’re leaving?”

Caesar nodded, “Behave yourself, okay? I may not have the opportunity to visit you in the future.”

Bewildered, Elaine asked, “Why?”

“I’ve finished my task in City N. It’s time to leave.”

“Ah…” Elaine’s face was full of reluctance, “There are many interesting places in City N to visit. Won’t you stay a few more days?”

Caesar chuckled, “Elaine, I’m not here to have fun. You too should go home after a while, don’t make your father worry.”

Elaine pouted, “Okay.”

Caesar patted her head and turned around to walk out of the studio.

On the side, a young woman in the studio asked, “Elaine, how old is your uncle. He looks so young.”

Elaine thought for a moment, “He should be almost forty. He is ten years younger than my father.”

“Oh my god! Almost forty! I can’t tell at all. He is wearing really well!”

Whilst they were talking, Stella abruptly came out of the lounge and trotted after Caesar.

When Caesar was about to get in the car, Stella called him, “Mr. James.”

Caesar turned back and said gently, “Is there any matter, Ms. Radomil?”

ring box in her hand, “It’s inappropriate to let me keep this

a moment before

smiled, “I can’t afford to repay this favor from Mr. James, so I naturally don’t need to worry about owing

his hand and nodded at him. She then turned around and went back to

her back while his fingers were rubbing the ring box. He slowly narrowed his

In the hotel.

curly hair was hanging behind her shoulders and there was a cigar between

back, she gently exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said mockingly, “How, you failed, right? I told you,

off the gold-rimmed glasses and wiped the lenses, “Is that so, I think she’s a

heard the legend about Clarence’s ex-wife, who was profit-oriented, calculating and determined to

exhibition, Caesar could tell at a glance that she had some unusual feelings for

it directly but surprisingly,

indeed something out of his

She can’t be touched. You don’t have any thoughts

again. He took a cigar, lit it and said indifferently, “How is the matter that

original owner of that ring is Charles Steward’s wife. At the jewelry exhibition, Stella should

opened the ring box, took out the ring

just got the news that Clarence sent someone to Canada to

askance, “Is it

sent someone

took a puff at the cigar and

…

Two days later.

on the bed and h

her hair, “Why do you wake

stood slowly on the bed. She then

rare to see her make such an intimate action. Clarence subconsciously embraced her and reached out to pat her back. He whispered,

in his shoulder, “Have you changed your

got up just

replied a vague

silence, he carried her in his arms and went into the