Stella was confused. Why would she have any burden?
The man was afraid that he would expose something on a slip of his tongue, so he hurriedly nodded his head and then left.
Sherry took a glance at the outside and found that those onlookers had left one by one. She couldnât help but click her tongue, âThat estate developer is so weird. Few people in this world would do good deeds without caring about other peopleâs admiration.â
At least she only knew one man that was of this kind.
Stella was rendered speechless.
She rubbed her brows, thinking that she didnât want to intervene in those matters, âI will continue with my drawing.â
Sherry nodded her head, âGo.â
...
In the Conrad Group...
Nathan reported the latest news to Clarence, âMr. Clarence, it has been solved properly. Properly Mrs. Conrad hasnât doubted it. Iâve told them to complete the construction as soon as possible so that it wonât affect Mrs. Conradâs normal work.â
Clarence looked down at the Band-Aid on his hand, seeming to be thinking of something. He replied in a flat tone, âIt doesnât matter even if she learns about the truth, unless she gives up everything, including her studio.â
Nathan coughed. He didnât reply.
He had to admit that Mr. Conradâs behavior was really... Erm... wicked.
If Mrs. Conrad learned about the truth, she would be very angry and maybe she would have a life-and-death fight against him without caring about anything.
After a short while, Nathan said, âMr. Conrad, the representative of the Complex Corporation will arrive at City N on Saturday and you will have a meal with him.â
Clarence pulled himself back to the reality, âI see.â
Nathan nodded his head, intending to leave, yet was then stopped.
Clarence asked, âIs Emmett so free recently?â
âEr...â
Nathan wanted to tell him that Emmett was not as free as you.
But he didnât dare to say that.
It seemed like Clarence didnât expect his answer. He added, âMake some troubles for him so that he will not go to find Stella every day.â
âOkay.â
After Nathanâs leaving, Clarence made a phone call to Vincent.
Vincent said, âIâm on a dating. Spill the beans quickly.â
Clarence leaned back to the chair and said in a flat tone, âYour advice doesnât work.â
Vincent didnât understand it, âWhat?â
What nonsense was Clarence talking about?
Clarence repeated his words impatiently, âI said that your advice doesnât work. It didnât work on Stella. And she...â
Vincent understood it now and he asked, âWhat did she do?â
âShe bit me.â
Vincent, â...â
He tried hard to suppress his laughter.
After a long while, he finally calmed down himself. Controlling his impulse to laugh at Clarence, he asked, âWhat did you do to her?â
Clarence didnât want to tell him the details. He said in a displeased tone, âDidnât you say that I should take actions to let her feel my love.
Based on Clarenceâs personality, Vincent could conclude it without thinking that he didnât do a pleasant thing.
He must have done something very ridiculous that Stella even bit him.
Vincent said, âBro, your action should depend on the situation. I asked you to be thoughtful and not to do something that you like but Stella doesnât like.â
Clarence knitted his brows, âHow do you know that she didnât like it?â
âShe bit you. Canât this prove it?â
â...â Clarence was silent for a while. Then she said, âIt only proves that your suggestion doesnât work.â
Vincent was suddenly in high spirits, âIt will be boring if you say this. But I can summarize the reasons why you failed again and again.â
âSay it.â
âActually, itâs very simple. You have a sharp tone, and if you can say less, itâs possible that you will succeed. You...â
The call was ended before Vincent finished his words.
Looking at his phone, Vincent clicked his tongue. Never mind, honest advices are always unpleasant to wars.
Time flew and it was Saturday.
Sitting in her office and looking at the snow that was getting heavier outside the window, Stella heaved a sigh.
She couldnât go anywhere in such a weather.
She relaxed her eyes and then lowered her head to continue with her drawing. Right at this moment, there came some knockings on the door.
Stella stood up and walked to the door. When she opened the door, she saw Nathan standing at the door with a smile.
â...â
Stella wanted to lock the door, but Nathan hurriedly stopped her, âMs. Radomil, Iâm here for some business.â
Stella looked at him vigilantly as if she doubted it.
Nathan coughed and continued, âHereâs the case. Mr. Conrad needs to have a meal with a guest tonight, and he asked whether Ms. Radomil can go with him...â
Stella refused without hesitation, âNo way.â
âMs. Radomil, Ms. Radomil....â Seeing that Stella wanted to close the door again, Nathan suddenly heaved a long sigh with disappointment, âActually, my mom doesnât feel well recently and I want to bring her to the hospital to have a check-up. But Iâm so busy with my work and I donât have the time.
If...â
Stella said calmly, âThis trick doesnât work on me.â
Seeing that pretending to be miserable didnât work on Stella, Nathan coughed awkwardly and adopted another strategy, âMs. Radomil, I will not beat around the bush. Mr. Conrad cancelled the engagement with the daughter of the Steward family before and it brought a great negative effect to the company. Even though Mr. Conrad seems to be very free recently, itâs actually a way for him to alleviate his pressure.â
âI donât think that heâs under pressure.â
Nathan was anxious, âEr... Mr. Conrad doesnât want you to worry about him, so he has been pretending that heâs good.â
âTell him, itâs unnecessary to tell these words to me. I wonât accompany to have meal. Moreover, I wonât worry about him.â
Just as Stella had finished the words and was about to close the door, Clarence showed up in her studio.
Nathan took a step backwards when he saw him.
Clarence looked at Stella calmly, âStella, I remember that you owed me a meal last week.â
âYou remember it wrong.â
She hadnât promised him!
âWell.â Clarence looked towards Nathan, âSend the rest of the clothes in the Starry Lake Mansion here.â
Stella was rendered speechless.
Clarence continued, âWhat are you waiting for?â
Nathan hastily produced his phone, âI will arrange it right away.â
Stella gritted her teeth, âHold on.â
She hadnât dealt with the boxes in her home yet. Although she had donated the money earned from selling those clothes to a charity organization, she was so busy that she couldnât only sell those clothes every day.
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Clarence was not in a hurry. He sat on the sofa cross-legged, âI will give you time to consider it.â
Seeing this, Nathan slowly stepped out of the office to make room for them.
Stella asked, âMr. Conrad, donât you think such a behavior shameless? What can you do except for intimating me?â
Clarence replied calmly, âOne approach is enough as long as itâs effective.â
â...â
Sitting opposite to him, Stella pressed her lips and said, âMr. Conrad, can I negotiate it with you?â
âSay it.â
Stella said it slowly, âMr. Conrad, I can accompany you to the meal this time.â
Clarence looked at him, waiting for the rest of the words.
He could conclude it without thinking that the words she was going to spit out were not pleasant to his ears.
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