Ch. 261..270

Chapter 261: The One That Reply Was Mr. Conrad

His reply could be seen in all the negative comments about Stella, his words were straightforward and mean.

A crowd of supporters had suddenly turned and begun boycotting the official account of the Conrad Group.

He's such a mental, weirdo.

Guess this is a fake or stolen account.

Can't the employees in Conrad Group be a little more humane? Why would he add oil to the flame? He should be fired right away, how annoying!

The upper executive should come forward and teach your employee a lesson, don't act like a mad dog. I'm commenting on Stella, not him, why would he scold me?

When the netizens were speechless, a message was released by the upper officer from Conrad Group. 'Thank you, everyone, there's nothing we could do, the one that replied was Mr. Conrad.' Netizens, "..."

Next, an employee from SG Jewellery who released the news uploaded a text too. 'I've told you, but you didn't believe, Ms. Radomil's ex-husband was Mr. Conrad.'

After this statement was released, all the negative comments about Stella in the message before this were deleted within thirty seconds.

While everyone thought Mr. Conrad was going to continue the argument with the netizens, the Conrad Group released an official statement.

'All the negative comments and accusations online towards Ms. Radomil were not true. Ms. Radomil was Mr. Conrad's legally wedded wife, despite they divorce due to misunderstanding, they are still on good terms.

Presently, Mr. Conrad is pursuing Ms. Radomil, we urge all netizens to please comment rationally, otherwise, the Conrad Group remained the right to take legal action against untrue and defamatory statements made.'

Conrad Group was a huge corporation, they had a professional lawyer team, once they decided to take legal action, the lawsuits became inevitable, it was no joke.

The online discussion stopped at once.

Those online commentators and marketing accounts were paid parties, they would retrieve their participation once the issue had gone out of control.

In the meantime, Selina's face stiffened reading the official statement released by the Conrad Group. She fell seated on the couch like her energy was drained out of a sudden. She then called Phoebe with her trembling hands after suddenly recalling something. She stuttered, "Ms. Steward, have you seen the news online? Stella... She's..."

Selina stunned, "Oh gosh, we're doomed!"

Phoebe spoke with a slightly annoyed tone, "What are you nervous about? I've told you as long as you insisted that was what you received, no one could do anything." "But... That's the Conrad Group, my small trick can't deceive them." Selina then asked cautiously, "Why don't I release an apology statement now?"

It will only prove that you did wrong if you release a statement now. Stella has no evidence yet, I don't know what you are afraid of.

Selina bit her lips, "Ms. Steward, I'm afraid to offend the Conrad Group, they might boycott me."

Phoebe mocked, "What a joke, do you really think Clarence is the king?"

But the Conrad's power in City N is...

Is the Conrad only powerful family in City N? What about the Steward?

Phoebe's words put Selina at ease.

She dared not make reckless decision and actions now, let's wait for the response from Stella, if they provided proof, she would apologize right away. Stella's studio on the other hand didn't participate in the discussion but remained silent instead.

The quieter it was, the more anxious Selina became.

That wretched man showed us another side of him, standing up for his lover, how touching. Stella, "..."

Sherry put down her mobile and ran into the kitchen. "Stella, are you really not reading?"

Stella replied while rinsing the vegetables and then went for other ingredients.

Sherry read out loud every single replied from Clarence, it made no difference whether she read it or not. Sherry took a bite of an apple and leaned against the door frame. "Emmett lost this round."

Emmett didn't lose only this round, he had never won.

Stella sighed, "That's enough, tell Channing the meal is ready."

Alright, I'll call him right away.

Stella glanced at her mobile after Sherry left, paused for a few seconds and immediately looked away.

She wanted to ignore the online discussion, this was not her first time being scolded and planned to counter-attacked Selina slowly after the new year, in the meantime exposed Phoebe too.

But the wretched man intervened... And messed up her thoughts.

He had been trying so hard to win her heart but Stella never expected him to go to such extend.

It was quite unbelievable.

Who would have guessed that a CEO would use the company's blog account and argued with netizens who made negative comments about her?

Apart from being mean-mouthed, none of the actions was his usual self.

However, everyone has a new perspective towards Clarence due to this online war, there were even netizens who suggested him to have a talk, teaching others how to play with words when scolding others. They even offered to pay.

During meal, Sherry noticed Stella smiled on her own and she waved in front of her. "What's in your mind?"

Stella put on a serious face right away, she blushed. "I...I'm eating, why?"

Sherry moved her lips but didn't expose her, "New year's eve is two days later, any plan?"

Stella, "Let's just stay at home."

Recalling what happened last time, she immediately added, "Only three of us, don't invite anyone else! And don't let anyone know!" Channing, "Self-deception."

Stella, "?"

Sherry nodded in agreement, "Yeah, there will be reunion dinner on new year's eve, even if you don't mention it, someone would come." Stella, "..."☐☐☐☐‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒

Chapter 262: Stolen Stuff Is Always Better

Sherry explained, "Guess Emmett will be with his parents, so only Clarence will come."

Stella had a headache.

It was not the first time that wretched man visited unannounced.

She let out a sigh, "Let's eat."

Since it was not busy at the studio, Stella gave an extra holiday for everyone to have an early new year.

While she was shopping for groceries, she bumped into a familiar face.

Vivian leaned on a middle-aged man, she stunned when she saw Stella and frowned. "What are you doing here all by yourself?" Stella smiled, "If I'm not all by myself, could I possibly be only half then?"

It would frighten them to death if that really happened.

Vivian's face stiffened. "No, I mean why isn't Mr. Conrad with you?"

Why should he be with me?

Isn't he pursuing you?

The middle-aged man asked, "Vivian, who is this?"

Oh, it's Mr. Conrad's ex-wife, a hot person online.

The middle-aged man glanced at Stella from head to toes twice, "Seems like Mr. Conrad is always surrounded by pretty women."

A ringing mobile interrupted them, the middle-aged man frowned and looked disgusted. "I'll answer the call."

Vivian loosened her hands, "Go on."

Vivian turned back to Stella and mocked, "You played so many tricks to married him and made him hates you, finally you are divorced, but he wants you back." "Luck seems to be on my side now."

Vivian grunt, "Don't go overboard too early, we all know Mr. Conrad well, he changes woman like clothes, he could marry and divorce you and then starts pursuing you now out of nowhere. Who knows when will he get bored and dump you again. It's too early to celebrate."

Thank you for your advice.

She then swept a glance casually at the middle-aged man on the phone. "Let me advise you, don't keep being a home wrecker, there are consequences."

Vivian didn't care what she said, she folded her arms, "We are just getting what we want, if it weren't me beside him, they will be someone else too. Do you think the rich one will ever behave? None of them is loyal to their wives, stolen stuff always better."

Stella smiled in silence.

Vivian indeed was very true in some sense.

All men were alike.

Stella didn't plan to keep chatting with Vivian and greeted, "All the best then."

Vivian looked at her back with jealousy and hatred.

She was a hot model for the Conrad Group, she had a good future career and life, but since they canceled the contract with her, no other companies dared to collaborate with her, she could only do some magazines shot and took part in small budgeted online series.

Her career was doomed and was forced to survive by being a mistress.

Stella on the other hand was back together with Clarence.

What was so good about her that she was lack at?

The middle-aged man came back after the call, "Mr. Conrad's ex-wife left?"

Vivian grabbed his arms, "Why? You like her?"

The man smiled and held her shoulders, "All men like beauty, but I'm not as capable as Mr. Conrad to be able to marry such a beauty."

Mr. Conrad didn't marry her willingly, it was all her tricks, Vivian said.

Oh? How so?

You seems so interested, do you really like her?

The middle-aged man smiled, "Don't get me wrong, it's Mr. Conrad that I'm interested in."

What would it be sleeping with Clarence's woman, looked at that seductive face and body, must be awesome.

Vivian saw through him and knew exactly what he was thinking about. She said casually, "Well then I'm sure you know that Mr. Conrad hates her to the bone, even her name disgusts him." The man was surprised, "Didn't you say Mr. Conrad was pursuing her?"

It was just a sudden interest, if he really likes her, why would he divorced her?

The man squinted his eyes, "I see."

Stella met up with Sherry who went to buy some other stuff.

Sherry had big and small bags all over her, "Guess we had everything, huh?"

Stella nodded, "I guess so, where is Channing?"

Channing said there's something he needs to do and ask us to go back first. Sherry put the bags down, "Stella, wait for me here, I'll go get the car."

Sherry left and Stella took out her mobile to kill time. A black Benz stopped in front of her with the window down.

Ms. Radomil, do you need help?

Stella looked up and saw Logan, "Thanks, but I'm waiting for my friend."

The window at the back seat rolled down, an eight or nine-year-old little girl was seen sitting in the car with a one or two-year-old sitting on the car seat beside her. Stella recalled Madison mentioned that Logan was divorced with two kids.

The little girl stared at Stella and said, "Hi, you are gorgeous."

Stella replied with a smile, "Thank you."

At the same time, she took some of the sweets she bought just now and gave them to her.

The little girl received it after getting approval from her father.

A few seconds later, the car behind honked, "If you don't need help, I'll leave now, see you again." Stella nodded politely.

Sherry's car stopped in front after Logan drove away, "Stella who did you speak to?"

Someone brought to the studio by Madison not long ago, she wanted to introduce him, Stella said. Sherry, "... Is she nuts?"

Stella replied with a smile then put everything into the car.

Logan made her feel uncomfortable during their previous meeting, but he seemed to be a good father today.

Chapter 263: Overthinking is Useless

Sherry fell onto the couch once they arrived home, "New year is tiring, I will never fight with my mom ever again."

You can still make it if you go back now, the new year is tomorrow, Stella said.

Sherry rejected directly. "Though I miss her but I don't want to listen to her nagging, I will only go back once I found a handsome son-in-law for her."

Stella, "If you found a handsome one, guess she will kick you out right away."

Sherry sighed, "Difficult to pleased."

Not long after, the doorbell rang. Stella opened the door and saw Emmett.

I went to the studio and found out that you closed a day earlier. I can't get through yours or Sherry's phone, so I come to visit directly. Emmett said.

He paused and continued, "Stella, there's something I need to discuss with you."

Maybe Sherry and Stella were in the elevator when he called, no reception.

Stella took a step backwards and said, "Come in."

Sherry kept drinking water in the kitchen when Emmett walked in, she was afraid that she might be their cupid again once she stopped.

Stella poured Emmett a glass of water, stared at Sherry and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Sherry waved, "Nothing, leave me alone."

Stella shrugged and went back to the living room with the water.

She put the glass in front of Emmett and sat on the single sofa, "What would you like to discuss?"

Emmett moved his lips and said, "Stella, I need a favor from you."

Stop being too polite with me, I'll help whatever I can, you helped me a lot too, Stella said.

Emmett said after a few seconds, "Can you go home with me tomorrow night?"

Stella stunned, in the meantime, Sherry choked by water and coughed.

Emmett continued, "I know it's too sudden, I hesitated before I came to you."

Stella asked, "Go back to your home?"

Emmett nodded. "I'm not young anymore, my parents had been urging me to get married since and keep arranging blind dates for me. I didn't know what to do and told them I'm in a relationship now, and they want me to bring her home tomorrow."

Sherry knew he wanted Stella to go back home for the new year pretending as his girlfriend.

Even though it was pretending, it meant something if she followed him home.

It was such a great excuse, perfect.

Emmett continued seeing Stella remained quiet. "Stella, I know you will reject. I lied to my parents because they are old and want them to stop worrying about me. I will tell them the truth tomorrow night and told them I lied too."

It was hard for Stella to reject after hearing what he said.

She promised just now to help whatever she could.

In addition, she owed Emmett, he helped her a lot.

Emmett continued, "Stella, it's alright, don't force yourself, I'm just asking. Forget what I said and forget that I came here."

It's not like I can't help, it's just... Stella said.

Whatever, it was just a favor, overthinking is useless, it was just an act to put the old ones at ease.

Stella nodded. "Okay, I will go back home with you tomorrow."

Emmett let out a sigh of relief and smiled hearing that. "I'll pick you up in the evening then."

Stella then asked, "Do I need to prepare gifts or something?"

No, I will prepare everything.

Sherry put down the glass and walked out of the kitchen after Emmett left. "You agree just like that?"

Stella, "It's... Hard to reject."

True, he uses his parents, it was indeed hard to reject, all parents worry about their children and it was a good act to not make them worry.

But if someone found out Stella spent the new year in Emmett's house, he would be infuriated.

Stella let out a sigh and looked at her mobile, "Why hasn't Channing back yet?"

She dialed his number while uttering the words.

Sherry didn't say anything and began eating grapes on the couch.

Stella stood at the balcony and asked once the call was connected. "Channing, where are you?"

Channing replied, "I'm caught up with something, don't wait, go on and have dinner without me."

With prior experience, Stella doubted and frowned. "What? You are not fighting with your classmates again, are you?"

Channing, "... It's nothing."

Alright then, come home early.

Stella leaned on the pole after the called, she was sunken in thoughts.

In the meantime at the Conrad Group...

Clarence looked at Channing's mobile and asked, "Your sister?"

Channing nodded.

What did she say? Clarence asked again.

She asked when I will be home. Channing didn't want to speak about this but asked, "When will we start doing what you said just now?"

Keep an eye on Daniel for me, find out his purpose getting close to the Steward.

And?

No and. It's good enough if you can get some information from him, don't think too much. Clarence replied casually.

Channing frowned, but Clarence had his point, he couldn't object.

He then stood up. "I'll go back home if there's nothing else."

Wait. Clarence called and asked casually, "What's your sister's plan tomorrow night?"

Channing knew what he wanted to do, "Eat at home, but my sister doesn't want you there."

Clarence bit his lips. "You are too young now to understand. You will know when you have a girlfriend in the future. Woman tend to reject but remain hopeful in the heart." Channing, "..." He walked away without replying to him.

Clarence summoned Nathan once Channing left. "Go prepare, I want to visit Stella tomorrow night."

Nathan asked, "Mr. Conrad won't go home for the new year?"

We are at war now, why would I go back?

After a while, Nathan continued. "Mr. Conrad, the Perez took some actions lately, they wanted to create trouble with Mrs. Conrad but we stopped them."

Chapter 264: First New Year at Girlfriend’s Home

Clarence mocked, "Send a picture of Annie as a warning, if they repeat their action, send a finger next time."

Nathan nodded. "Noted."

After Nathan left, Clarence took out his mobile and knocked lightly on his knee. A few minutes later, he released a text on his friends' chat group.

'First new year at girlfriend's place, what gift should I prepare?'

Vincent commented, "Have you succeeded? Claiming her as girlfriend when it's not is embarrassing."

Winnie commented, "Your absence would be the best present..."

Clarence was annoyed and blacklisted them both.

He didn't hope for any useful answers instead it was a form of notification to Stella to avoid her giving all sorts of excuses later.

On the other side, Stella's mobile almost fell to the floor when she saw this.

That wretched man was shameless, where did his confidence come from?

Sherry saw Stella's facial expression, got curious and leaned forward, "What's interesting?"

And then she saw Clarence's friends chat group.

Sherry, "... Haha, he will learn the cruelty of reality tomorrow."

If Sherry and Clarence were WeChat friends, she would comment, "Your girlfriend is going to someone else's for the New Year, the color of your love had changed." Stella put down her mobile and felt devastated in an instant.

Sherry peeled an orange and gave her half. "Do you want to tell that wretched man so that he won't come for nothing and became infuriated?"

Stella blushed and stuttered, "If... If I told him, it means I admit that I'm his... What."

That wretched man gave nothing but troubles to her.

Sherry thought Stella had a point too and sighed. "Well, nothing can be done then. I'm so envious and want to be in your situation so much." Stella, "..."

Stella couldn't sleep tossing around on the bed after shower.

After some time, she sat up, reached for her mobile, searched Clarence's number but hesitated to dial.

While she hesitated, the mobile vibrated.

It startled her. When she looked at the screen, it was from that wretched man.

She thought she dialed out in a flash.

Stella held the mobile in her hand and answered after a few seconds. "Mr. Conrad called late at night."

Clarence asked, "Are you asleep?"

Waken up by you.

It's good that you are awake, there's something I want to tell you.

Stella said annoyingly, "I know."

Clarence on the other side paused for two seconds, "What did you know?"

Stella, "I know Mr. Conrad wants to visit my place uninvited tomorrow night, but you don't need to call in the middle of the night to remind me." Clarence laughed, "I said I want to go to my girlfriends' are you my girlfriend?"

Crap, she fell into his trap!

Clarence continued, "That's not what I want to say."

What do you want to say then?

I want to bring you somewhere tomorrow.

To where?

You'll know when you are there, you will like it.

Stella thought for a while, "Mr. Conrad, I'm not free tomorrow night, please go back home or go to Ms. Anderson's for the New Year." Clarence's voice turned cold. "Why are you not free?"

There... There's something I need to do, I don't have to report to you on my private matters.

Whenever you are not free you will be with Emmett, right?

Stella was annoyed by his interrogation, "Is it illegal for me to be with someone else? You don't have the right to control me."

Clarence was annoyed too, "Why don't I have the right?"

Stella mocked, "Do you think I am your girlfriend just because you said so? Even the judge will ask if the convict admits to his crime in court. What makes you be the one that says all?" "Why would you compare yourself to a convict out of a sudden?"

Stella was extremely annoyed by his tone, thus hung up directly.

She shouldn't mention, should have had let him come for nothing!

Stella laid on the bed again, covered herself with the blanket and slept.

Stella woke up to cook for lunch with Sherry and Channing since she needed to go back home with Emmett in the evening.

The doorbell rang at about eleven afternoon, Stella was alarmed, could it be that wretched man?

Sherry came out from the loo and wanted to open the door but she stopped seeing Daniel from the screen.

Sherry frowned, "Why is he doing here?"

"

Channing walked over, I invited him over."""

.." He had developed some kind of emotional attachment with him after living together for a few days?

Channing said, "I saw him in the elevator yesterday, he said he's still living alone so I invited him over." Sherry bit her lips, "He could enjoy his canned food, oh, today might be his Buddhism fasting day." Channing, "..."

Sherry turned right back to her room after opening the door.

Daniel didn't even manage to greet and Sherry's back fell into his sight. "What's wrong with her?" Daniel asked in puzzlement. Channing, "Not in a good mood perhaps."

Daniel raised his browse in silence.

After Daniel sat on the couch, Channing went into the kitchen and Stella asked. "Why did you invite him? You know Sherry and him..." "It's alright, don't worry."

Stella removed her sights. "You haven't told me where had you been last night, nothing happened right?"

I met a friend, that's it.

Stella bit her lips, she stopped asking seeing Channing's serious face and tone, he didn't seem to be lying. Channing, "Sherry said you will go home with Emmett tonight?"

That big mouth!

I'm just doing him a favor, it's nothing like what you think, Stella said."

Chapter 265 She Looked Like Someone

Since it was the new year, Sherry didn't give Daniel a hard time during lunch.

Stella and Channing went to Jeffrey's grave after lunch.

Stella couldn't utter a word looking at the picture on the tomb.

She hated Jeffrey when he was alive and wished countless time that she was not his daughter.

And her wished came true.

There was no father and daughter love between them all the while, it was irony to look back at what happened.

Channing bent and put the flower in front of the tomb. He looked calm.

After a few minutes, "Let's go," Stella said.

Channing stood up and ready to go but saw a cigarette butt at the side of the grave.

What happened? Stella asked.

Channing frowned, "No one else would visit Jeffrey apart from us."

Stella nodded. "No one else knows his grave is here."

Channing moved his lips and asked Stella, "Do you have any tissue?"

Yes. Stella took out a small packet of tissue from her pocket and gave it to Channing.

Channing took out all the tissues and picked up the cigarette butt and put it back in the packet.

Stella frowned looking at him, "Channing..."

Channing replied, "We have to be cautious."

This was the first time Stella saw Channing being this cautious. She asked after a few steps. "Channing, do you know something?"

Stella opened her mouth but stopped, "Nothing, will you hand it over to the police?"

Channing became quiet for a while, "When will you go to Emmett's home?"

Stella, "..." Alright, she won't ask anymore.

After they were out from the graveyard, Stella said, "Channing, go home first, I'll go buy something."

Even though Emmett said not to prepare gifts, but since she agreed, it's rude to visit the elderly empty-handed.

Stella headed to the mall after bidding Channing goodbye. She didn't know Emmett's parents, didn't know their preferences, so she bought some nutritious products.

It was five in the evening when Stella arrived home.

There was a missed call and an unread text on her mobile.

She bit her lips, kept her mobile aside and pressed the password.

Sherry was alone laying on the couch, watching TV while having snacks.

She looked up hearing sound, "Stella, why are you so late?"

I went to buy something. Stella changed her shoes, "Channing is not back yet?"

No, I thought he's with you, Sherry replied.

I asked him to come back first.

Stella sat on the couch, thought for a while and decided to call Channing.

He must have had brought the cigarette butt somewhere.

Sherry said, "Stella, stop worrying about Channing, he is an adult, he knows what he is doing."

I feel that he is behaving weirdly lately, he hide something from me.

She had never intervened with Channing's life before.

But so many things happened lately, it was hard not to overthink.

Could he be in love? Sherry asked.

... Not possible.

Being in love would not be this mysterious and serious.

Sherry then said, "It's different, Channing's personality is different from the others, and he is in his youth now, it's normal to be a bit rebellious."

Sherry continued, "Don't overthink it, you should think about how to handle the situation tonight instead."

Stella asked, "What's the situation?"

Don't you need to go to Emmett's house? What about that wretched man?

This made Stella angry slightly, "Who cares about him, he can do whatever he wants, I don't owe him anything."

Sherry let out a sigh, she didn't even sure if Stella could come home tonight.

Not long after, Emmett called, he arrived downstairs.

Before Stella left, she reminded Sherry, "There is some leftover from lunch, reheat it for dinner with Channing, guess there won't be delivery service tonight." Sherry nodded. "Go ahead, don't worry about me."

Stella took the gifts and went downstairs.

When Emmett saw her, he said lowly, "Stella, didn't I say not to buy anything? I've had everything prepared."

Stella smiled, "This is out of respects to your parents."

My parents will adore you, Emmett said.

City N was quiet today, not many cars seen on the roads, guess everyone went back to hometown for the New Year.

Stella looked at the New Year's decorations on the street and thought about something.

When they stopped for the traffic lights, Emmett glanced at her and called. "Stella."

Stella turned, "Yes?"

Emmett replied, "Sorry for taking up your time at moment like this."

Stella smiled casually, "It's alright, I had lunch with Channing and Sherry, and we could meet each other anytime we want, it's not a big deal."

They arrived at the Carter not long after.

Emmett reminded her when they were getting off the car, "Stella, my mom and dad might ask about our wedding plan, please don't mind and I will do the talking." Stella nodded lightly, "Alright."

Stella let out a sigh before entering, despite being an act, she was still nervous.

Emmett held her hand a second before they stepped in. Stella stunned and automatically pulled it back but Emmett's mom appeared in front of them. "Emmett, you are home." And then she looked at Stella, "This must be Stella, what a beauty."

Stella nodded to her, "Hi Mrs. Carter, I'm Stella."

Emmett's mom held her arm, "Quick, come in, don't keep standing at the door."

Emmett's dad was reading papers about scientific research on the couch, he looked stern and serious.

Emmett's mom was eager to introduced Stella, "Honey, come meet Stella."

Hi, Mr. Carter. Stella greeted.

Emmett's dad was stunned when he looked at Stella, she looked like someone.

Emmett's mom immediately went forward and slapped on his shoulders, "What's wrong with you? She said hi.”☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐

Chapter 266: Heartless and Frenzied Wretched Man

Hearing this, Emmett's father regained his presence of mind and nodded gently at Stella, "Have a seat."

Emmett's mother said, "Stella, you sit here for a while. The meal will be ready soon."

Stella said, "Auntie, let me help you."

Don't mention it, how can I let you offer help when this is the first time you come to our house. Come, have a seat. As she said, she shouted at Emmett, "Emmett, come over to accompany Stella. There are fruits and snacks on the coffee table. Take what she likes to eat to her."

Emmett walked over while smiling, "Alright, got it."

Emmett's mother instructed Emmett's father with a few more words and went into the kitchen to do her work.

Emmett's father took the remote control and turned off the TV. Then, he looked at Stella and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "How old is Ms. Radomil today."

I'll be 26 after New Year.

Then you have the same age as Emmett's, he is a few months older than you. After pausing for a while, he added, "Ms. Radomil, did your parents say anything about the matter that you and Emmett come to our house to celebrate New Year?"

Emmett frowned and said, "Dad."

After he reminded, Emmett's father only remembered his previous words so he did not ask further.

Stella maintained a pleasant smile and replied softly, "My mother died when I was very young and my father also passed away not long ago."

Emmett's father picked up the cup and took a sip, "I've asked too much, don't take it to heart, Ms. Radomil."

It's okay.

Since she was Emmett's girlfriend, it was very normal that his father would ask about her family when she came to his house.

Emmett's father added, "By the way, I heard Emmett say that you guys were classmates before and you guys didn't contact each other after he went overseas. You guys met each other again during the classmate meeting a few months ago, is that so?"

Stella nodded slightly, "Yes."

Then this is also a rare serendipity.

At this time, Emmett's mother came out from the kitchen with dishes in her hands, "What are you guys talking about, eat first, let's talk after we eat."

Emmett's father got up, "Let's go to eat."

Stella walked to the kitchen and when she was just about to help get the bowls and chopsticks, Emmett's mother said, "Stella, have a seat, just let Emmett's father help me." Emmett's voice sounded next to her, "It's okay, they've always been helping each other like this."

Stella withdrew her gaze and her lips curled into a pleasant smile.

Emmett must be very happy to have grown up in such a harmonious family.

Not long after, the reunion dinner officially started.

Emmett's mother went to turn on the TV and played the Spring Festival Gala. She said while smiling, "It's New Year, it's better to have some related atmosphere."

As she spoke, she went to sit at the table and said to Stella, "Quickly try it, Stella, see if the food is to your liking."

Stella said while smiling, "The dishes made by Auntie are delicious."

Hearing this, Emmett's mother was relieved, "It's good that you like it. I was afraid you wouldn't be used to it. I was busy with work before I married Emmett's father and I rarely stayed at home. I learnt cooking in the past two years."

Emmett said on the side, "Stella is very good at cooking."

Hearing this, Emmett's mother said surprisingly, "Is that so? I have to learn from you then."

Stella felt abashed upon hearing the praise, "Auntie, you're flattering me, I only know a little bit."

Stella, don't be modest. Emmett is very fussy about what he eats. If he says it's delicious, it must be of five-star standard. As she said, she added, "When did you start learning how to cook?"

Stella said, "I've been living with my younger brother since I was young, so I slowly learnt how."

But at that time, Stella's cooking level was only ordinary. Her cooking skills became good because of the wretched man's picky behaviour after marriage. That marriage made her guilty but she could not compensate him in other aspects and since she had nothing to do at home, she went to learn how to make a variety of dishes.

Emmett's mother should have heard Emmett talk about the matters of her family so she did not ask further questions on this topic and talked about other things.

Not long after, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Emmett's mother put down the cutlery and went to open the door. What she saw was a big bunch of bright roses. She was stunned.

The person who delivered the flowers said, "Hello, may I ask if Stella Radomil or Ms. Radomil is living here?"

Hearing this, Emmett's mother directly thought that the flowers were ordered by Emmett. She immediately took them with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes, she's here."

After closing the door, Emmett's mother held the flowers and walked in, "Stella, these are for you."

Seeing this, Stella was a bit shocked. She turned her head to glance at Emmett. Emmett frowned slightly and his fist on the table was slowly clenched.

Emmett's mother put the flowers into Stella's arms and said to Emmett, "Emmett, well done, even I also forgot to remind you of this."

Emmett did not look good. He did not say anything.

When Emmett's mother just sat down, the doorbell rang again. She went over and opened the door. She saw that the person outside was sending a bouquet of roses. She asked doubtfully, "Did you guys send repeatedly? Someone already sent over the flowers just now."

The person who delivered the flowers did not say anything and ran away after putting the flowers down.

Emmett's mother suddenly felt even weirder. She held the flowers and walked in, "Emmett, what's going on, I think you should call the florist and tell them that the flowers have been sent repeatedly." Immediately after her words were uttered, the doorbell rang for the third time.

Emmett's mother looked back and realized that something was wrong.

Stella pursed her lips, "Auntie, I'll go to open it."

When she was about to get up, Emmett said, "I'll go."

After the door was opened, there was still only the person who sent flowers outside and the person was not the same as the previous two.

Emmett said coldly, "Where is the person who told you guys to send flowers."

I...I also don't know, I'm only responsible for sending the flowers over.

How many more.

The person who sent the flowers stammered. It was obvious that he knew but he was unwilling to say.

Seeing Emmett standing there and having no attention to sign for it, he could only grit his teeth, "Maybe you should take a look out the window, the flowers downstairs are all to be given to Ms. Radomil." Their voices were not loud but were not soft either. They could be heard clearly by the people in the house.

Emmett's mother subconsciously walked over and took a look out the window. She was stunned.

In the neighbourhood, more than ten people were standing there and they were all holding roses and waiting there.

Stella walked to the window and also saw this scene.

Other than the heartless and frenzied wretched man, nobody else in this world could do this kind of thing.

Stella took a deep breath and then took her things, "Auntie, Uncle, I'm sorry, I have to leave first as I have something to deal with."

As long as she continued to stay here, the wretched man would not stop.

Emmett's mother somewhat could not react. Watching Stella leave, she walked over and patted Emmett's shoulder, "Why are you freezing here, hurriedly follow her."

Chapter 267: I Didn’t Visit Your House

When Stella was about to go into the elevator, Emmett's voice sounded behind her, "Stella."

Stella turned her head back and pursed her lips. She only uttered one word eventually, "Sorry."

Emmett smiled faintly, "Well, this is my fault, I should be the one who apologizes to you rather than you apologize to me."

Stella said, "What about Uncle and Auntie..."

It's okay, I'll explain to them, Emmett said again, "Let me see you off."

When they reached downstairs, Stella went out of the gate of the neighbourhood and saw a large group of people holding roses.

If they were not all holding flowers, Stella would really be afraid when she saw this.

Emmett said, "Stella, let's go this way."

Stella nodded, "Okay."

Emmett took her and left the neighbourhood using the other way.

After they left, the men holding the roses dispersed after getting the instruction.

Standing at the side of the street, Emmett said, "Stella, wait for me, I'll go drive."

Stella shook her head, "Uncle and Auntie are waiting for you, you should go back quickly."

It's okay. If I don't drive you home, they will also be unhappy. Also, it's not easy to take a cab at this time.

After Emmett's words were uttered and before Stella could say something, an indifferent voice sounded behind them, "Don't worry about it, Mr. Carter, I'll send her home." Emmett's face gradually became cold. He turned his head, "Good trick, Mr. Conrad."

Clarence stood in place with one hand in his pants pocket. His lips twitched, "Not as good as Mr. Carter's. It seems that Mr. Carter can't change the idea of coveting other's wife." "Mr. Conrad, don't you think you're ridiculous. You didn't cherish when you were married and after the divorce, you pretend to be affectionate."

This is my family matter, there is no need for me to explain to Mr. Carter.

But Stella and Mr. Conrad are already divorced, so what standpoint can Mr. Conrad take to say that this is your family matter.

Clarence sneered sarcastically, "If Mr. Carter still has any self-esteem, you shouldn't be able to say such words."

Emmett did not hesitate to be sarcastic, "I'll give the same sentence back to Mr. Conrad."

Clarence pursed his thin lips while his eyes darkened and narrowed. The atmosphere between the two people instantly became tense as if they would start fighting in the next moment. Stella felt her temples pulsing violently and said to Emmett, "Emmett, you should go upstairs, I can go back by myself."

Finished speaking, Stella directly turned around and walked forward along the street.

When Emmett was about to follow her, Clarence said, "Mr. Carter better thinks about how to explain to your parents what happens tonight." As he said, he sighed in a low voice, "What a pity that the roses that brought over from Italy via a flight are wasted."

This sentence was a threat that was not hard to be figured out.

Emmett contained his anger, "Hasn't Mr. Conrad gone too far to do this? Why should my parents be involved in the feud between you and me!"

Clarence said victoriously, "In fact, I kind of saved Mr. Carter's face as I didn't visit your house."

Emmett pursed his lips tightly. Clarence could indeed do something like personally visit one's house.

Clarence took two steps forward and glanced askance at him, "But if there is next time, I'll be willing to invite Mr. Carter's parents to be guests at the Conrad Group and I'll tell them all the details of the marriage between Stella and me during those three years."

Mr. Conrad is so arrogant, aren't you afraid that you'll have retribution.

I thought Mr. Carter is a techie, but I never thought you will be so superstitious, Clarence said slowly, "Only people who always think of coveting things that don't belong to them are the ones who are prone to retribution. At least I'm not like Mr. Carter who can lie and deceive people in order to achieve your own selfish desires."

After these words were uttered, Emmett was instantly embarrassed and his face did not look good.

He knew that Clarence was referring to the matter during the annual meeting. At that time, he saw that Stella was too easily swayed so he...

Emmett did not speak anymore and just clenched his fist.

Clarence withdrew his gaze and left.

Despite walking along the path for quite some time, Stella not only did not manage to take a cab, but she also could rarely see a cab passing by. Even if there was, it was a cab with passengers inside. She did not know how long had she been walking. Out of the blue, she heard a bang.

Immediately after this, fireworks were exploding overhead.

Stella looked over and saw that beside the river not far away, a lot of people were gathering and setting off fireworks. Children were chasing and playing while holding sparklers in their hands. When she stood there and watched this scene, she could feel the atmosphere of New Year which she had not felt for long.

But, the time and place of setting off fireworks were limited. After being happy for a while, everyone dispersed and went home.

After all the people left, Stella walked to the riverside and looked at the bright neon lights hanging in rows on the opposite bank. They were bright and gorgeous.

Stella lay on the railing. The breeze gently caressed her skin but it did not have the coldness in the past.

It looked like spring was coming.

Stella was about to leave after feeling the wind for a while. When she turned around, she saw a person standing behind her at some point.

She was startled. Her scream almost came out of her throat.

And seeing her reaction, Clarence only indifferently glanced at her and did not say anything.

Stella could not help but frown, what was this wretched man doing?

Since he did not say anything, Stella naturally also did not want to bother him. After harrumphing inwardly, she turned around and left.

But after Stella walked a few steps, a young man ran to her and shyly touched his neck, "Hel...hello, student, can I have your contact information?"

In the past, when Stella encountered this kind of situation, she would directly refuse. But when she was about to refuse, she changed her mind. Then, she smiled and took out her mobile phone, "Sure."

Just when the young man was about to add her as a friend in WeChat, a cold male voice sounded next to him, "Boys should be more careful when going out, or else you'll be cheated without even realizing it." The young man looked over and did not quite understand what he meant, "Huh?"

The prettier a person is, the lesser you can trust. For example, you call her student but she is already my ex-wife.

Stella felt that her eyelids were twitching violently.

At this time, the young man's companion could no longer bear seeing it. He went up and pulled the young man away and as they walked away, he muttered in a low voice, "Can't you see that they're having a conflict here, it's really a shame."

As they walked away, Stella turned her head and glared fiercely at the wretched man.

The moment she looked over, Clarence quickly took his eyes off her and looked at somewhere else as if nothing had happened.

Stella was so angry that she suddenly laughed. Well, he was the one who started it.

Stella continued to walk forward and took out her phone to check the nearest bar.

Perhaps she was lucky. There was one a few hundred metres away.

At this time, the time that people had reunion dinner had already passed. Most of the young people were out to have fun. Therefore, the bar was not deserted; instead, it was much more lively than usual.000000☐☐☐☐☐

Chapter 268: Can I Do It if I Say So

After entering the bar, Stella walked straight to the bar counter and asked for a glass of wine.

As soon as she sat down, someone immediately came over and hit on her, "Beauty, you're alone?"

Stella replied while smiling, "Yeah."

The man said, "It's a fate for us to meet each other. Let me buy you a drink."

As he said, he snapped his finger at the bartender, "Give this beauty a blue margarita."

After his words were uttered, an upright figure appeared beside him, "Since you love to treat others to something so much, why don't you buy me a drink also, I'm also alone."

The man was speechless.

This person was crazy, right.

Clarence leaned against the bar and blocked him from seeing Stella. His slender fingers were tapping on the countertop, "What, you have sexism?"

The man smiled awkwardly and patted his shoulder, "Buddy, how can you say like that, alright, since it's New Year, let's drink and I'll just treat it as I'm making friends with you, what do you want to drink? Order it."

Clarence said, "Then I'll really order whatever I want."

After he finished his words, he looked at the bartender, "A glass of Louis XIII."

The bartender was stunned and he said, "Sir, Louis XIII is not available to be sold to a person."

I know, open a six-litre one, I want a glass of it. For the rest, this gentleman will treat the other guests in the bar to drink.

The man's face stiffened so much and it was contorted. He said in displeasure, "Buddy, you're looking for trouble, right?"

Louis XIII was France's top brandy and a few hundred millimetres of it cost more than ten thousand yuan, let alone six litres, which cost at least a few hundred thousand yuan.

Even he himself had never had a sip. Wasn't this very obvious that he was deliberately tricking him?

Clarence spoke indifferently, "You can't afford it? If you can't afford it, don't try to keep up appearances."

When the man was just about to get angry, he pulled out a black card from his wallet and handed it to the bartender, "Open a bottle, it's my treat for this gentleman."

As he spoke, he said to the man again, "There are some things that are beautiful and only can be desired but not attainable. Stopping in time to avoid loss is the most sensible way. Just consider this lesson a free gift from me to you, don't need to thank me."

If it was not because the man saw him take out the limited black card without even blinking and ask the bartender to open a bottle of Louis XIII, at this time, his fist would have fallen on his face.

The man also saw that he had a great temperament and knew that this was a game for rich people. So, he could only leave embarrassedly.

The bartender warily took the black card, "Si...sir, we don't have the six-litre one here..."

Clarence said, "Give me the same glass of what she just ordered."

After the bartender gave back the hot black card, he heaved a sigh of relief.

He had been working here for so long and had seen many rich dudes. But, he had never met someone who opened a six-litre bottle of Louis XIII to treat everyone.

Clarence sat next to Stella as if he still had no intention to talk to her.

Stella played with her phone and ignored him.

A short while later, the bartender brought their glasses of wine over.

Stella took a sip. Among sweetness and the astringent taste, she felt it was a little spicy.

This was the first time she drank such strong wine and she could not help but cough several times.

She originally intended to go home but she could not hold back her anger. So, she finished the glass of wine bit by bit.

After drinking, not knowing if it was because the air here was too stuffy or because there were too many people, Stella already felt hot and her cheeks were burning. She took a look at the clock. It was almost time to go back.

When Stella felt the cold wind after leaving the bar, she shivered and felt a little dizzy. She took out her phone and dialled Sherry's number, "Sherry, what are you doing?"

I'm watching the Spring Festival Gala, the one tonight is so boring...Are you still at Emmett's house? When will you be back?

Stella said, "No. I'm at the bar. I can't take a cab. I'll send you an address, you come and fetch me."

Okay, I'm going out now...

Before Sherry's words were fully uttered, she heard some movements on the other end of the phone, followed by an indifferent male voice, "She is with me."

Although Clarence only said half of the sentence, Sherry was already able to figure out the whole sentence. It should almost be like, "She is with me, if you dare to come, don't blame me." "Okay, please tell Stella that I drank at night so I can't drive."

Sherry said this sentence seriously and then quickly hung up the phone.

Stella was expressionlessly looking at Clarence, "Give me back my phone."

Under her gaze, Clarence, however, calmly put her phone into his pants pocket.

She said impolitely, "What exactly does Mr. Conrad want to do?"

Can I do it if I say so.

Even though Stella's mind at this time was slightly puzzled after drinking, she still could keenly realize the trap in his words, "No!"

Then there is no need for me to say.

Stella ground her teeth, "Isn't Mr. Conrad willing to ignore me, what is your purpose of doing this at this moment."

Clarence said without haste, "I didn't ignore you, I just let you have enough time to think about your mistakes." "Are you sick?"

He was not only sick but very sick.

So, this wretched man was even pushing his luck? He let her think about her own mistakes? Why the hell must she follow what he wanted her to do!

Clarence said, "You clearly know Emmett's feelings for you but you still went to his house with him to see his parents, aren't you sick too?"

Stella was so angry with him that her blood boiled. She instantly felt even dizzier and did not bother to talk to him. She only said, "Please give me back my phone, Mr. Conrad, I want to go home." Clarence said, "Take it yourself."

You're really shameless.

Clarence raised his eyebrows, "You want to scold me for this?"

If it was not because Stella did not want to have indecent behaviour in public, she would not have been able to contain her anger and would have taken off his pants to take back the phone.

This place was quite far from where she lived and she did not know the way to go back also. Otherwise, she would really have to walk back on her own.

The wretched man had expected this and this was why he dared to threaten her so blatantly.

Stella took a deep breath. Since the wretched man was here, Nathan must also be waiting nearby.

After searching for a while, she saw the Rolls Royce parked on the roadside.

Stella directly walked over, opened the car door, bent her body and got in the car, "Please take me home, thank you."

The surprise was written all over Nathan's face. He did not expect that a good thing like she got in the car by herself would actually happen.

Then, the car door on the other side was also opened.

Clarence said indifferently, "Let's go."

Nathan answered, "Yes."

Stella closed her eyes and leaned back. She was lazy to care anymore. This wretched man would not possibly sell her anyway.

Not knowing how many minutes ticked by, the black Rolls Royce stopped in front of an ordinary residential building.

When Stella opened her eyes, Nathan was no longer there. Only Clarence was leaning against the car while smoking outside. His eyes were darkened and he was apparently pondering something.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐

Chapter 269: Have Long Accepted the Reality

Stella opened the car door and stumbled when she got out of the car. She managed to stand still by holding the door.

She said weakly without strength, "Is Mr. Conrad thinking about which location is the most appropriate to kill and bury a corpse."

He dusted off his cigarette ash and turned his head to look at her, "I originally wanted to give you a gift but it seems like you don't need it."

Stella said, "If you send me home, it will be the best gift for me."

Finally, she added two words, "Thank you."

Clarence said, "But since you and Emmett went home together, I don't intend to give you the gift anymore."

Stella replied perfunctorily. Before she wanted to get in the car, the wretched man's unhurried voice rang out again, "Evelyn's son lives here."

Hearing this, Stella's movements stopped instantaneously.

Her reaction was completely expected by Clarence.

He stubbed out the cigarette, "It looks like you really don't need it, let's go then."

She suddenly said, "Hold on."

Clarence looked at her and raised his eyebrows without a trace.

Stella said seriously, "Mr. Conrad drank wine just now, right. You can't drive. Why don't we find a place to sit and wait for Mr. Lance to come back."

Clarence's arm casually rested on the car. He turned his head and raised his chin at her.

Stella looked in the direction he was looking at and saw that Nathan was smiling at her.

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She quickly found another excuse, I'm a little drunk. I want to get some air. Mr. Conrad, go back yourself, just give me back my phone."""

I don't see which part of you is drunk.

Stella said seriously, "I'm always like this when I'm drunk, others can't tell."

Clarence apparently remembered something. His thin lips curled and there was an obvious smile in his eyes, "Is that so."

Of course!

Clarence did not intend to beat around the bush with her, "If you beg me, I'll consider taking you up."

Stella knew the wretched man would be waiting for her here.

She hesitated for a moment without saying anything.

Clarence was not in a hurry. He slowly waited for her to consider.

Eventually, Stella gave up and said directly, "Please."

Verbal words don't count.

Stella said, "Give me back my phone then, Mr. Conrad, I'll send you a red pocket."

Do I lack your red packet?

I think Mr. Conrad should just directly say what you want.

Clarence said slowly, "Come."

Stella looked at him cautiously and stopped after taking two steps.

Amused, Clarence said, "Why are you standing so far away from me, come to me."

Stella deliberated for a moment. She knew that she would fall into his trap if she continued to go forward. She reacted in time, "Forget it, I'm not going."

As she spoke, when she turned around and wanted to leave, her wrist was gently clasped and yanked hard.

The next second, she fell into his arms.

Clarence said, "I've told you to come over by yourself but you force me to do it."

You actually still can come out with a good reason.

Clarence's hand wrapped around her waist. Stella struggled several times but their bodies got closer and closer.

Since the situation had come to this point, she simply gave up and said, "Can Mr. Conrad tell me your conditions now?" "Stella, it's New Year today."

I know, does Mr. Conrad really think that I'm drunk?

Clarence lowered his eyes to stare at her, "Are you still angry?"

Without even needing to think, Stella knew he was referring to the matter that he asked people to send flowers to Emmett's house. She barely smiled and said, "Is there any use for me to be angry, will Mr. Conrad think about your own mistake."

Then why does Mr. Conrad say these words.

I just think that on a day like today, no matter what I do, you should forgive me.

Being quite surprised, Stella laughed and said, "Does Mr. Conrad still need my forgiveness, isn't Mr. Conrad always doing what you want according to your own preferences without caring what others think..." "Shut up."

Stella also got irritated, "Is this your attitude to beg my forgiveness?"

Clarence asked, "Who is actually the one that is begging others' forgiveness now?"

Stella said, "Oh."

She got carried away and got the wrong direction.

She said, "So what, what exactly does Mr. Conrad want to say."

Clarence said, "It's not good to be angry at such a festive period."

Stella kept silent. These words were reasonable.

Slightly annoyed, she said, "Okay, fine, then can Mr. Conrad take me up now?"

You're not angry anymore?

Yes!

After Stella's words were uttered, she suddenly felt darkness in front of her eyes, followed by thin lips that came down.

Then, the sounds of fireworks exploding sounded in the distance.

Before she had time to react, Clarence let her go and his low voice sounded next to her ears, "Happy New Year."

Stella was a bit stunned. It was ten o'clock when her phone was taken away by Clarence. She did not expect that it was surprisingly already twelve o'clock.

A few seconds later, Stella regained her presence of mind and looked at him expressionlessly, "Does Mr. Conrad think that it is enough to let me ignore your rogue behaviour by just saying happy new year." Clarence raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you say you're not angry anymore."

Stella understood. The reason why the wretched man said so many words was to foreshadow this. He totally did not feel that it was not right for him to do the previous things and he did not have the intention to apologize at all.

Stella took a deep breath and calmed her emotions. She comforted herself that the new year had come so there was no need for her to be angry about last year's events.

She said, "Then can we go up now."

Stella's anger that was just contained instantly got ignited. The wretched man not only took advantage of her but was actually lying to her as well!

Just before Stella could not help but curse him, Clarence said, "It's already twelve o'clock, you don't want to sleep but others have to sleep too." Stella was speechless.

So, the reason why he brought her over here was to do that thing just now.

Clarence added, "I'll bring you over here tomorrow again."

On the way back, Stella leaned against the car window and looked out. The light cast by the streetlights fell on her face alternatingly.

After a while, she withdrew her gaze and spoke without any sign, "Mr. Conrad, why did you take me there."

Clarence's face remained unchanged and he said indifferently, "Don't you want to see him."

I also want to see Horace but how come Mr. Conrad doesn't take me there.

Clarence looked askance at her and her eyes looked cold.

Stella grinned, "I'm just kidding, just kidding."

Stella murmured again, "Sometimes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I know what Mr. Conrad means, you don't need to comfort me through such an approach, I've long accepted the reality."

What is reality.

The reality is that what is lost can never be recovered.

Clarence said, "But what if, it is never lost."

Stella looked at him, "I've said that I hope Mr. Conrad don't say such ambiguous words and give me unwarranted hope."

Existence of hope relies on how you create it yourself and regarding this, I can help you.

Chapter 270: I Have Received Your Token of Appreciation

Stella simply closed her eyes and just wanted to ignore him.

The moment the wretched man talked about a certain topic, she knew what was he actually planning.

Perhaps because the tipsy feeling of the wine was too intense, on the way back, Stella did not drift off and was just being dazed. She kept feeling that a tendon inside her head was slightly painful. Not knowing how long it took, the car finally stopped.

Stella slowly opened her eyes and when she was about to open the car door to leave, Clarence's voice rang out indifferently, "You don't invite me up to have a rest?"

...Does Mr. Conrad still need me to invite.

Clarence raised his eyebrows and did not deny it.

In the elevator, Stella's slender eyebrows were furrowed as she gently rubbed her temples.

Clarence glanced at her, "You can't drink but you still want to get drunk like others."

Stella took a deep breath, who the hell was all this because of?

The door was opened. The living room was quiet. Sherry should have gone to bed.

Stella walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. Just before she was about to drink it, the glass in her hand was snatched away.

Clarence said, "How can you drink cold water in such weather."

Finished speaking, Clarence took the glass and went into the kitchen.

Not long after, he came out with boiled water and placed it in front of her. He asked without any signs, "How to make a sobering soup."

Stella was lying on the table. Probably because she did not expect him to say that, she froze before saying, "What?"

Clarence said, "Aren't you not feeling well."

Stella laughed dryly twice, "I'm just a little dizzy. I'll be fine after sleeping, I don't need to bother Mr. Conrad."

Clarence stared at her expressionlessly and just repeated, "How to do it."

I'm...dizzy, I don't want to say anything.

After Stella finished speaking, she directly lay on the table.

She had to applaud for this excuse she found.

After Clarence stood in place for two seconds, his tongue rested against his teeth and then he turned around and went back to the kitchen.

After a while, Stella heard the sound of banging and crackling in the kitchen. She recalled the previous scene in Anqiao Street. She was really afraid that this wretched man would blow up her kitchen. Stella raised her head and saw Clarence's tall back under the light.

Inexplicably, she felt a little warmth.

She supported her chin with one hand and just quietly looked at him like this.

Clarence's suit was just resting on the back of the chair opposite her. The cuffs of his white shirt were rolled up and he was holding his phone while looking for the corresponding ingredients. Even though Stella was quite far from him, she could feel that he was not fit to do this.

As Stella watched, she suddenly could not help but think.

Indeed, every dog had its day.

In the past, when Clarence came home while being drunk, she not only was at his mercy but also got a series of mockeries despite putting much effort to make sobering soup for him. Now, the scene had changed. She should have been happy but for some reason, she could not be happy.

Not knowing how many minutes ticked by, Stella slowly withdrew her gaze, took the glass of warm water in front of her and took a sip.

After half a glass of water entered her stomach, very soon, a steaming bowl of sobering soup was placed in front of her.

Clarence's voice was with a little tension, "Try it."

Stella looked at the black water in the bowl as well as the unknown floating objects. She instantly felt that she was partially sobered. She said, "I think I don't...need this, I suddenly feel that I'm actually not that uncomfortable."

Clarence said, "Try it before you say, if you can't drink it, I'll pour it."

Seeing the wretched man's manner, Stella felt that if she did not drink, he might pour it directly into her mouth.

Stella's held the small bowl reluctantly with both hands, slowly placed it by her mouth and took a sip.

A bitter and fishy taste instantly spread in her mouth.

Stella could not help but cough vigorously.

Apparently, she was drinking something made of upas.

Clarence pursed his thin lips and then took the bowl from her hand. He patted her back with another hand, "Forget it."

After Stella coughed for a while, she said weakly without any strength, "Mr. Conrad, it's better not to force yourself to do something you're not good at next time. Otherwise, you'll have to see me in the hospital next time."

Hearing this, Clarence's lips curled, "You still want me to make it for you next time?"

... Sorry, I have to correct it, there is no next time.

Since you're so spirited, it does seem that you don't have any discomfort anywhere.

Stella said impatiently, "Is Mr. Conrad still not leaving?"

Clarence's hand on her back paused and was then withdrawn. He frowned in displeasure while saying, "You're so keen to drive me away?"

Stella kindly reminded, "It's already one o'clock in the morning. Even if Mr. Conrad doesn't want to sleep, others have to sleep too."

Clarence's thin lips were pursed slightly. After a few seconds, he said, "You can sleep with me."

How on earth could he say such brazen words without even blushing a little?

Stella looked at him quietly, "If Mr. Conrad still doesn't want to leave, I'm going to call the police."

Clarence looked down at his wristwatch. Indeed, the time was late.

He took his jacket and went back after walking two steps. He took the phone out of his pants pocket and handed it to Stella.

Stella took it, "Thank..."

But before her words were uttered entirely, a large warm palm held the back of her neck and brought her forward.

The next second, Stella felt that her lips were bitten by someone nastily.

Immediately after this, Clarence's voice sounded next to her ear, "You're welcome, I've received your token of appreciation."

With the sound of the door closing, Stella lay on the table and her entire person was weak and dispirited.

At this time, Stella heard a few tiny rumbles coming from the side. She turned back her head and saw that Sherry was lying in the living room with gossip written all over her face. Stella's eyes pulsed, "Aren't you asleep?"

Sherry said, "When have you ever seen me go to bed so early. When I heard the sound of the door opening, I ran to the door to take a look. Seeing that the wretched man came back together with you, I went back to the room and hid. How was going on tonight, did anything exciting happen? Did he and Emmett get into a fight?"

Hearing her mentioning it, Stella only then remembered that she did not know how the situation on Emmett's side was.

She subconsciously took out her phone and realized that it was already midnight.

Stella opened her phone and saw several missed calls from Emmett.

No wonder that wretched man did not give her phone back to her.

Stella thought about it and eventually sent a message to Emmett, saying that she had arrived home.

Seeing this, Sherry came over, "After tonight, Emmett should be able to give up, right."

Stella pursed her lips, "I owe him."

Hey, in fact, I should be blamed for this. I shouldn't blindly fix you guys up. Sherry sat next to her and sighed, "If there was no Clarence, Emmett would really be a quick and good choice. Unfortunately...that's why the order of matters happening in one's lifetime is important."