In the next evening, Daniel handed the invitation letter to the bidding to Stella.
Sitting in her bedroom, Stella put the invitation letter beside the pocket watch and slightly pressed her lips together.
She would like to call it a commercial alliance of the Steward Group than viewing it as a bidding. Probably the Steward family wanted to consolidate its status through this bidding. It was like that the Conrad family tried to make use of the Jason family to build its interpersonal connections before.
Therefore, those invited to the bidding must be some big wits.
If she showed up in the bidding, Charles and Phoebe would definitely be unprepared to it.
However, this approach was too risky and Stella was still in a dilemma about whether to go or not.
After a long while, she took out her phone and made a phone call to Clarence.
His low and husky voice sounded from the other end of the phone soon, âOh, we just separated. Do you miss me now?â
Stella, â...â
Before she could say something, Clarence continued, âI told you to move out of the house and live with me. Then it wonât be some troublesome.â
Stella replied after a long while, âMr. Conrad, since youâve gone to bed, letâs stop here.â
âIâve woke up. Spill the beans. Whatâs the matter?â
Stella stammered, âI...â
She was suddenly lost for words.
Noticing her hesitation, Clarence said, âDonât say it now. I will come to find you.â
âEr... Itâs unnece...â
Before Stella could finish her words, she heard the busy tone in her phone.
Why was that wretched man so rash?
After ending the call, Stella came to the balcony for some fresh air. She was so fretful before, but now she magically calmed down.
Half an hour later, she received a call from Clarence. He said concisely, âGo downstairs.â
Stella rubbed her nose and then ran out of the room.
When she walked out of the lift, she saw Clarence walking towards her.
She asked, âHow did you enter here?â
Clarence replied, âDonât you think that itâs cold outside?â
Stella, â...â
She said hesitantly, âBut... But you still canât go upstairs. Sherry is sleeping.â
Clarence curled his lips into a smile, âI see. I wonât go upstairs.â
He held up Stellaâs hand and sat down on a bench in the hall of the building.
Stella subconsciously looked around. When finding that no one was here, she finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Clarence put his arm on the back of the bench. He was amused, âWhy are you so nervous?â
âI...â
Stella was suddenly lost for words. Maybe it was because she subconsciously didnât want others to see them being together as she was afraid that they would comment on them.
But if she told Clarence her inner thought, he would definitely get angry.
She pondered for a long while, yet still didnât know how to reply the question.
Never mind.
She replied, âNothing.â
Clarence asked, âWhat did you want to tell me in the call just now.â
Stella slightly looked down when mentioning this topic and her expression became serious.
Clarence was not in a hurry. He waited silently.
Several minutes later, Stella replied slowly, âI think that my biological father probably have an intimate relationship with the Steward family. I want to find out the truth.â
âWhat are you going to do?â
âI plan go to the Steward family.â
Clarence knitted his brows, âHow will you go there?â
Stella replied, âActually I found a useful clue in the warehouse yesterday. It may be the key for me to enter the Steward family.â
Clarence pressed his thin lips together, âHave you thought that it will also be a point for Charles to confine you?â
âI know. Therefore, I must seize the initiative.â
âHave you made up your mind?â
Stella gently nodded her head, âYep, Iâve decided on it.â
Clarence said, âOkay. Then just do what you want to do . I will accompany you.â
âNo need,â Stella said, âPlease donât get involved in this matter now. Although Phoebe has been seeking troubles for me, she still doesnât know that Iâve reconciled with you. This situation is more advantageous to us. Otherwise, they will try their best to get you involved.â
Clarence put the tip of his tongue against his teeth. After a long while, he said, âI feel worried if you go to such a dangerous place alone.â
Stella chuckled when she heard the words, âI have a method and they wonât dare to do harm to me easily.â
âWhatâs the method?â
âYou will know it later.â
Seeing that she had made it clear, Stella stood up and prepared to leave. But before she could take a single step, Clarence pulled her back to the chair again.
He said in a low voice, âI come to find you late at night. How can you leave like this?â
Stella rolled her eyes, âEr... Itâs really late. Hurry up and go home for sleep.â
Clarence fixed his eyes on her without saying a word.
Knowing what was in his mind again, Stella stopped his thought, âDonât dream of it. I wonât let you go upstairs.â
âThen come back with me.â
âNo.â
âWhy?â
Stella evaded his gaze and replied ambiguously, âWhy should there be a reason? Itâs late in the evening. Who will go out instead of sleeping?â
She didnât want to come back to the Starry Lake Mansion.
At least she didnât want to come back to that place now.
Clarence said, âWe can live in the hotel.â
His tone of voice sounded overbearing and strong, leaving no room for her to refuse it.
Before Stella could reply, she was pulled out of the building by Clarence.
When they arrived at the hotel, it was already two oâclock in the morning. Stella was so sleepy that she even couldnât open her eyes. She gathered her coat together and lay down on the sofa, âI will sleep now. Good night, Mr. Conrad.â
Clarence looked towards her and his temples thumped, âSleep on the bed.â
Stella refused it without hesitation, âNo.â
She was very clear of his desire. If she slept on the bed, wasnât it like sending a sheep to the mouth of a tiger?
Clarence didnât say anything to her again directly carried her up from the sofa and walked to the bed.
He said, âYouâre so narrow-minded. Iâve told you several times that I will not wait until now if I really want to do something to you.â
Stella retorted sulkily, âIsnât it because youâre afraid that I will call the police?â
Clarence, â...â
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 297: A Special Customer An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake He threw her onto the bed, unclasped the button on the collarband of his shirt with one hand, leaned forwards, put two hands beside her sides and squinted at her dangerously, âYou can try it now to see whether Iâm afraid of it or not.â
Stella was silent for several seconds and then decided to make a concession, âIâm sorry, forget my words.â
Clarence said, âItâs late.â
Stella twitched her mouth corners. As expected, this wretched man never let go of any opportunity to take advantage of her.
When she prepared to leave his arms, Clarence grabbed her tender fingers, âAll right. I will not do anything. Have a sleep now.â
Stella was not convinced and asked, âReally?â
Clarence stared at her, âNot really.â
Stella, â...â
Clarence let go of her, stood up, and then slowly unclasped the buttons on his shirt under Stellaâs gaze.
Stellaâs ears got red and she felt thirsty. Without even taking off her coat, she wrapped herself into the quilt and turned over, âI will sleep now.â
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