It was the same part-timer from before.
The two of them simply locked gaze with their chilly eyes. None of them spoke.
Just as Channing was about to move forward again, Clarenceâs bodyguard appeared out of nowhere and apprehended him.
While the bodyguard was consulting Clarenceâs opinion on how he should handle this young man,, both Vivian and the manager of Twilight Club arrived at the scene too.
Clarence seemed like he wasnât having the best of patience as he ordered curtly, âCall the police.â
Upon seeing this, the manager swiftly came over, âMr. Conrad, Mr. Conrad, there must be some misunderstanding here. Channing isnât like that normally. Hey, Channing, faster apologize to Mr. Conrad...â
Although Channingâs movement was being constricted, he didnât look fazed or embarrassed in any way. He simply replied without any emotion, âI wonât apologize. He knows full well what he has done before.â
âThen, enlighten me on what I have done before.â
Channing shifted his gaze on Vivian before returning it to him. He then chuckled, âEveryone knows about your embarrassing stuff. Do you still want me to put it into words?â
Vivian looked like she wanted to refute him, but before she could say anything, she suddenly met Clarenceâs cold gaze. She could only swallow her words.
The manager said awkwardly, âMr. Conrad, previously when you and Vivian did that... in front of the Twilight Club, a lot of people have witnessed that scene.â
Clarence glanced at Channing a few more times before ordering his man to bring him away.
Clarence said to the manager, âGive me his details.â
With how this young man was behaving, he couldnât be a kind man who wanted to dabble in otherâs business because of injustice.
When the manager hurried off, Vivian anxiously said, âMr. Conrad, I...â
âI am not that kind and patient. You should keep to yourself what I have given you, and those that I have not given you, you donât even try to challenge my limit.â
After saying that, he immediately went into an empty suite just beside him.
Vivian stood rooted to the spot with her teeth gnashed. How could this be? How could Stella end up in the Conrad family just because she had used some methods, but how could she end up with nothing here?
In no time, the manager came over with Channingâs information, âMr. Conrad, these are everything you have asked for.â
Clarence glanced at the documents and said in a faint voice, âChanning Radomil.â
âRight... Mr. Conrad, Channing is...â
âDoes he have a sister?â
The manager looked confused, âI had never heard him mentioning about it.â
Clarence put down the documents and gave the manager a number, âCall to verify.â
...
Eleven oâclock at night.
Stella was lying in bed after a bath, and when she was about to enjoy some music before sleeping, her phone suddenly rang.
A voice asked her at the other end, âMay I know is this Miss Stella Radomil?â
âI am. May I know who is speaking?â
âI am the manager of Twilight Club. Miss Radomil, is Channing your brother?â
When she heard the words âTwilight Clubâ, she suddenly felt a head ache. At the mention of her brotherâs name, she hesitated slightly before answering, âYes, what happened to him?â
The manger was very polite, âChanning is one of our part-timers here, but he has hit a customer just now. I might need you to come here.â
Stella answered while shoving aside her blanket, âIâll be there soon!â
âMiss Radomil, you donât need to hurry over. Take your time.â
â...â
After hanging up, Stella hastily changed her clothes and as she dashed out of her bedroom, Sherry asked, âStella, where are you going now at such a late hour?â
Stella updated her with the situation, âChanning has beaten someone. I need to go take a look.â
âWhat the...?â Sherry sounded alert immediately, âWait me for a moment, let me get a change of clothes. Iâll send you there by car.â
After twenty minutes, a car stopped right in front of Twilight Club.
Stella and Sherry made their ways inside with one in front of the other. They walked all the way to a VIP suite on the second floor. The manager standing outside said, âOnly Miss Radomil is allowed to go in.â
Sherry wasnât all too reassured letting Stella going in alone, and when she wanted to raised her concerns, Stella interrupted her, âSherry, just wait for me here.â After saying that, she looked at the always smiling manager and felt that something was amiss here. So, she added in a whisper, âIf I donât come out in ten minutes, call the police.â
The manager pushed the door of the suite open, âMiss Radomil, this way.â
After Stella entered, the door was slammed shut.
Stella gazed at the now shut door and her hand subconsciously tightened around her phone as she made her way deeper into the suite.
After only taking a few steps, she saw a man with his eyes lightly shut sitting on a sofa.
Stella didnât say anything at the moment.
She stopped short and said, âMr. Conrad.â
The man didnât stir, as if he had fallen asleep.
After waiting for close to thirty seconds, she then began again, âMr. Conrad, if nothing concerns me here, please allow me to... take my leave.â
âStella.â
Clarence slowly opened his eyes and revealed a chilly gaze directed at her, âAt first, it was your dad. Now, itâs your little brother. Why donât you tell me what do you actually want from me?â
âI donât know what you are...â
âIf you can come out straight with what you want, perhaps I would still be in the mood to fulfil your cheap wishes. But if you still canât be satisfied and plan to continue this farce, then donât blame me for being heartless.â
Stella bit her lips, not knowing what to say to that.
Just now when she saw Clarence, coupled with the managerâs strange attitude, she thought that Clarence wanted to lure her here purposely.
However, after hearing what he had to say, that was obviously not the case.
Under the glow of the dim lighting, Stella finally discovered that Clarenceâs lips were slightly chapped at the edges. There was a light red scar there.
After a brief silence, she began, âDid Channing come to meet you?â
Clarence stood up and approached her in large strides, âWhat do you think?â
Stella was forced to the corner of the walls, which allowed her to get a good look of the wound on her mouth and some bruises on his skin.
Clarenceâs black eyes were narrowed, and his long fingers lifted her chin upwards, âDo you think I will trust you?â
Stella met his emotionless gaze and stammered, âThereâs nothing I can do even if you donât believe me. Channing knows that I am going to divorce you, and maybe he thought that you had done something unforgivable towards me. Thatâs why he...â
âThen, please tell me, what kind of unforgivable things I have done to you?â
Stella was once again silent. She averted her gaze away.
Didnât he know full well what he had done? Did he really want to hear it from someoneâs mouth?
Or did he feel proud of his past actions?
Clarence saw that she couldnât bring herself to answer, so he answered in her place, âYour little brother thought that I have cheated on you with Vivian, and I even made her pregnant. Do you think so too?â
Stella let out a perfunctory laugh after an awkward silence, âMr. Conrad, you must be kidding me. I never think like that.â
For someone like him, even if he really cheated, that wouldnât count too. People would say that he was going after his true love. She wasnât qualified to criticize him in any way.
Clarence let go of her and turned towards the sofa, âCome here.â
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 15: A Sudden Blow to the Face An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake Stella was in the wrong here, so she could only follow him.
Clarence once again sat down on the sofa and crossed his long legs. He glanced at a first-aid kit on the table and jerked up his chin lightly at it.
Stella twitched her mouth as she took out a cotton swab and iodine. She dutifully treated his wound, but she couldnât help muttering, âIf I came late just now, your wound would have healed.â
Clarence looked up at her faintly and said all of a sudden, âVivian is not pregnant.â
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