Conrad Group.
After finishing the status report of his work, Nathan said, âMr. Conrad, if thereâs nothing else, I shall go out.â
âWait,â Clarence stopped him. After a few seconds, Clarence raised his head and asked indifferently, âHas Stella moved over?â
âNot yet...â
Putting down his pen, Clarence asked unhappily, âWhatâs she up to?â
Nathan answered, âMrs. Conrad went to the Prison of City N this morning and took her fatherâs ashes. In the afternoon, she went to the cemetery.
Right now... she should be on the way back home.â
Upon hearing it, Clarence snorted slightly without speaking anything else. Then he said, âYou may leave now.â
He inwardly complained how ungrateful Stella was - why did she waste her love on such worthless things?
Right then, Clarenceâs phone started ringing. It was a call from Vincent.
As soon as the call was connected, Vincent asked, âHello, Clarence. I heard that youâve returned to City N.â
âYep.â
âI didnât expect the project to be so tough. You went there to deal with it but it took you such a long time.â
Clarence said in a cold tone, âAre you quite idle now?â
Vincent let out a hollow laugh, âNope. Iâm quite busy. I just care about you. May I know what on earth you are thinking about? When there was a fierce competition in Conrad Group, how come you went to Anqiao Street to deal with the project that meant nothing to Conrad Group? Iâm sure your father must be quite delighted recently.â
âIf I didnât offer him any chance to let him be optimistic and he would stop right now, what would be so fun of it?â Clarence said in an indifferent tone, âBesides, Anqiao Street is indeed an important project for Conrad Group. Said who it meant nothing?â
âAll right. All right. Whatever you said. So, letâs have a drink tonight, shall we?â
Clarence glanced over the piled documents, pressing his thin lips, âI donât have time.â
Vincent fell into silence.
What a stubborn man! Vincent knew that Clarence wasnât willing to admit the truth.
After hanging up the phone, Clarence stared at his phone. Then he dialed Stellaâs number.
On the other side, as soon as Stella arrived home and before sitting on the sofa, her phone started ringing.
She swiped to answer it slowly, âHello, Mr. Conrad. What else can I do for you?â
Clarence said in a cold tone, âStella, you should know that the Conrad Family is keeping an eye on me right now.â
âProbably... Yeah, I heard of it.â
She also read the finance newspapers that Dolores used to read. Probably it was more and more difficult to control Clarence, Dempsey wanted to take part of Clarenceâs power away, and he did it quite obviously.
Otherwise, he wouldnât insist on letting Horace and Annie get married.
âThen, what are you waiting for?â
Stella didnât answer.
Clarence added, âIâve told you if you were found pregnant by them outside, it would be useless if you begged me.â
âMr. Conrad, thanks for your kindly reminder. Iâll pack up now.â
âAfter youâve finished packing up, Iâll ask Nathan to pick you up.â
âGot it.â
After hanging up the phone, Stella took out the suitcase and put her necessities into it.
Around half an hour later, Nathan called her.
Before leaving, she saw the paper bag in front of her door, in which there were photos and the pocket watch that she had found in Jeffreyâs place.
Stella stared at it for a long time. Then she decided to take it along with her.
...
Arriving at the Starry Lake Mansion, Nathan said, âMs. Radomil, Mr. Conrad still needs to deal with a lot of things in the company. He should be back pretty late.â
Stella answered, âI see.â
She wondered why Nathan told her such information. She wouldnât be waiting for Clarence, anyway.
Nathan coughed. After taking the suitcase out of the truck for Stella, he said, âMs. Radomil, Iâm taking off now.â
Stella nodded, âOkay. Thanks a lot, Nathan.â
âYou are welcome. This is what I should do.â
As soon as Nathan left, the servant who heard the sounds outside walked out. Seeing that Stella came back with a suitcase, she was happier than anyone else. Taking off Stellaâs suitcase, the servant walked into the house, âMrs. Conrad, you finally came back! Youâve been reconciled with Mr.
Conrad, havenât you? Iâve told you - itâs normal for a young couple to get into a fight. Youâll reconcile in the bedroom anyway.â
Stella was speechless.
Putting on a wry smile, she wanted to explain that she would be staying here for the time being. However, she guessed that the more she explained, the less persuasive it would be. Hence, she decided to give up on her idea and let the servant imagine. She wouldnât care.
After arriving on the second floor, when the servant was about to take her suitcase to the master bedroom, Stella hurriedly pushed the door of another bedroom open, âIâll stay here.â
The servant was confused, âMrs. Conrad, donât you stay with your husband...â
Stella pressed her lips into a smile. She took over the suitcase, âI can sort things out myself. You can go back to your work now. Thanks.â
Upon hearing it, the servant couldnât insist on asking her, so she left.
Stella closed the door, exhaling.
She had never expected that she would return to this place. How decisive she was when she was leaving, how heavy the slap in her face was now.
Besides, she always thought that the accurate way for her to pass through the pregnancy peacefully was to distance herself from Clarence instead of staying with him in the same house. She might be annoyed to death every day.
However, under the current circumstance, she had no other ways.
The wretched man, Clarence, was watching her all the time, so she had to move in obediently. As for the further plan, she would take a step at one time.
There would be another five months before she gave birth to the baby. What if she could figure out a method and leave here without noticing anyone?
There was always an exception.
Stella thought that all she needed to do was to wait for an opportunity.
When she left, Stella didnât take away a lot of things. Hence, when she moved back, she didnât have much stuff. After sorting out her belongings, Stella started to take a siesta.
In her dream, she faintly heard a huge bang from an explosion. Then she saw a big fire and heard someoneâs heart-wrenching voice calling âDadâ.
Gradually, Stella found that it was she who was letting out that voice. She wanted to rush into the fire, but someone pulled her back forcibly.
Then the flame dashed to the sky and overwhelmed her, and the scorching heatwave wrapped her tightly. She felt as if she was stung by countless needles.
Stella woke up, sitting up suddenly.
Looking at the dark sky outside, she finally realized that she had just had a dream.
Right then, she heard the servantâs voice outside her room, âExcuse me, Mrs. Conrad. Dinner is ready.â
Stella licked her dried lips, âAll right. Iâll be right there.â
She washed her face with cold water in the bathroom and gradually stopped panting.
She stood in front of the mirror in a daze. Then she turned around and left her room.
She didnât think that she had the nightmare for no reason. It must have something to do with the photos she had seen earlier today.
Stella took out the photos again. However, no matter how long she stared at it, she couldnât find the missing memories in her brain. She couldnât recall the manâs face on the photos at all.
She picked up the pocket watch aside, but she still couldnât find any memories relevant to it.
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 105: Humiliation An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake According to the photos and Jeffreyâs diaries, her mother should have married Jeffrey with her. However, she didnât know what on earth had happened before that. She wondered why she couldnât recall anything in her childhood. Was it relevant to the explosion in her dream?
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