The office of SG Jewelry Magazine.
As soon as the staff who was in charge of delivering the jewelry to the charity banquet was gone, Modesty showed up in a corner. She dialed a number, âTheyâre on the way to there now.â
A manâs voice was heard on the end of the other line, âGot it.â
Modesty added, âRemember what Iâve told you. You must deal with it before entering the jewelry exhibition hall. Otherwise, itâs easy for them to find you.â
After a moment of silence, the man on the other end of the line said, âModesty, are you sure youâre going to do it?â
His questions seemed to have triggered the switch in Modestyâs heart. With an ironic smile, she said, âDo you think I want to do it truly? For the designerâs contest three years ago, I put in all my effort, but I only got the second prize. I should be the one whoâs going to Paris originally, but it turned out that it was because she dumped it.â
As she spoke, she inhaled, âI just want to make the woman who stands in my way disappear. Whatâs so wrong with it? Only she will disappear that my dream and goals could come true. I donât want to lead the life that everyone disdains me any longer. Mr. Miller, will you help me?â
âModesty, once this is found out, please put all blame on me. I wonât get you involved.â
Modesty said, âMr. Miller, just follow my instructions. You wonât be found.â
After hanging up the phone, Modesty clenched her fists tightly. Then she turned away.
This time, she definitely would make Stella get out of the design industry completely!
...
Cafe.
Channing poured a glass of milk to Stella. Sitting opposite, he asked, âWhy do you have time to come over?â
Stella held the glass and took a sip. Then she answered, âItâs weekend today. I donât need to work.â
Channing was silent for a moment. Then he said, âSherry told me that youâre going to attend a charity banquet.â
Stella was silent for a moment.
She didnât expect that Sherry would tell Channing so soon.
She smiled awkwardly, âWell, some accident happened. I canât go now.â
âIs Clarence Conrad attending it? You donât want to see him, right?â
Stella said, âWhat are you talking about? It has nothing to do with him. I just...â
She didnât know how to explain to him. Hurriedly, she wanted to change the subject. She glanced at the girls who were peeping at their table, âI see so many girls have crushes on you. Donât you like anyone?â
Channing answered indifferently, âI donât plan to have a girlfriend.â
âWhy not? Your age is just the right one to fall in love with. Itâs a pity if you donât have a girlfriend.â
âWhy didnât you fall in love with anyone at that time?â
Stella was rendered speechless.
This kid poked at her sore spot.
She didnât answer him until a long while later, âI was busy working part-time to get my tuition fee and living allowance. Besides... although I didnât have a boyfriend, I had a crush on a boy. It also felt quite good.â
âHasnât he engaged to another woman? You didnât end up being together. Whatâs so good about it?â
Stella shushed, drinking the milk.
A few minutes later, Channing asked, âDo you... want to find that man?â
Stella didnât get what he meant, âWho?â
Channing pressed his lips, âThe man on the photos.â
âChan...â
Channing looked away, leaned against the chair, and said in a relaxed tone, âYou donât need to worry how I would feel. I donât care at all. Anyway, youâve said that we have the same mother. As the father, it doesnât matter who he is.â
Jeffrey was dead anyway.
Stella laughed, âChan, itâs not because of you. Itâs just... the world is so huge, and I might not be able to find him. Besides, if Iâve found him, what if he has passed away already? Or, probably he has remarried and got a new family. Whatâs the use of finding him?â
Channing said seriously, âIf I were you, I would find him no matter if he has a new family or not. Iâd ask him why he has dumped us. Even if to stand in front of his tombstone, I must get an answer.â
Stella lowered her head and didnât speak.
She didnât want to follow up on this matter because she was also afraid.
She was afraid that the answer she got wouldnât be the one she expected.
Seeing that she was silent, Channing continued, âThatâs just my thoughts. I want you to know that you donât need to change your mind because of me. Iâm not a kid any longer.â
Stella said with a smile, âI know. Iâll think it over.â
Channing still wanted to keep chatting with her, but there were way too many customers and the owner couldnât handle them all. Hence, Channing was called over for help.
He stood up and said, âIâll go back to my work then.â
âAll right. Go ahead. Iâm going home now.â
After Channing left, Stella finished the milk in her glass. She turned around and found it was already dark outside.
When she was about to leave the cafe, a girl was encouraged by her companions and walked over. She asked tentatively in a low voice, âExcuse me, Missy. Are you Channingâs girlfriend?â
Stella curled up her lips into a smile, âNo, Iâm not.â
âThen you...â
âIâm his older sister. Iâm twenty-five.â
The girlâs eyes were lit up instantly, âNice to meet you, Missy. You are so pretty and your skin is so good. You donât look in your twenties at all.â
Other girls also approached and surrounded Stella, âOh, Missy, it turns out you are Channingâs older sister. You are so good-looking. We thought you were his girlfriend just now.â
âMissy, your family genes are super. You are gorgeous and Channing is handsome. How I envy you!â
Stella walked out of the cafe, and her mood got better.
She wished that she were only a teenager. At least, she didnât need to be afraid of anything. She could do whatever she wanted and dared to restart her life.
Stella didnât hail a taxi. She was walking on the street. It would be boring for her to go home anyway.
Unconsciously, she arrived at the building where the charity banquet was held.
Her end-products would be in the auction of such a big charity jewelry banquet, which was a rare chance and honor for a new designer.
Since she couldnât attend it, she believed that it was also not bad for her to feel it downstairs.
When Stella found a convenience store and sat down, she received a call from Sherry, âHi, Stella. Have you gone to the charity banquet yet?â
âNo, I havenât.â Stella paused. She sensed that Sherry didnât sound like asking her a question only. She asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
âOh, ha-ha... Nothing. Nothing wrong. Iâm just checking on you casually. Itâs good that you didnât go. Where are you now? Shall I go to find you?â
Through the window of the convenience store, Stella looked over at the hotel across the street, âI just came back from Chanâs university. Iâm downstairs of the hotel. I just want to sit here for a while and then go back later.â
âThe hotel? Which hotel? The one where the banquet is held?â
âYep.â
Sherry was speechless. She looked at her laptop, on which there were photos sent over by her cameraman friend. She got a migraine.
On the photos, she could see the backs of a womanâs and Clarenceâs attending the banquet, arm-in-arm.
She wanted to correct her comments on Clarence - Clarence was indeed a wretched man, a playful wretched man who had a lot of affairs.
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 121: No Reason to Reject it or Are You Unwilling to Reject it?
An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake Critic