Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

When Stella returned to the company, Donald was sitting leisurely on the sofa, humming and looking comfortable.

Stella put down her things and sat in front of her desk, “What is your expression?"

"Congratulations, you effortlessly got 20 million from Armand."

Upon hearing this, Stella paused, “Has the money been received?"

"Here, it was received in half an hour."

"Unexpectedly, he is quite efficient."

Donald adjusted his posture, “You sent someone to follow him, so could he be inefficient? If he still doesn’t transfer

the money, I will have to create some troubles for him."

Donald continued, “By the way, I helped you get such a large sum of money. Shouldn’t you treat me a meal?"

Stella curled her lips into a smile, “Didn’t you have meals here every day?"

"How can you equal them? Are they delicious? It's just food to fill my stomach." Donald said, "I devote myself to you

and the Steward Group every day. It's not that much to treat me a meal, right?"

Stella stretched out, “Stop it. You said as if you have no money."

Donald coughed, “Money doesn't matter. It hurts our relationship to mention money. Based on our relationship, I

will still choose to help you even if you don't have money."

Stella said solemnly, “Then you shall give back the money to me."

Donald looked around, "Hey, the weather is good today."

Stella retracted her gaze and ignored him.

After a while, Donald asked, "Since this matter has progressed to the current condition, what are you going to do

with Armand?"

"Let's collect the evidence of his crimes first. He has committed similar crimes for many times before. Although

most of those were an exchange of interests at that time and the two parties had agreed on it, this does not mean

that he can do these things unscrupulously."

"Those things were all done by Armand when Lyndon was still the chairman of the company. As for the shreds of

evidence, I guess most of them must have been destroyed, and it may not be possible to find them."

Stella said, “Even you can't find it, you still have to try. Shall we let him get away with the legitimate punishment?"

Donald tapped his finger on the armrest of the sofa, “Certainly I agree with your idea of putting Armand into prison.

But I have to remind you one thing: Armand has been working in the Steward Group for dozens of years and he is

now the vice president of the company. His promotions were not only because of his ability, but also his

interpersonal connections.”

After a pause, Donald continued, “And you just took charge of the Steward Group for a few days, yet you started to

deal with the employees who used to side with Lyndon. Although there is no problem from our point of view, in the

eyes of others, they may inevitably think..."

Stella said in a calm voice, “I know what you mean, but have you ever thought about it: the reason why Steward

Group became where it is today is that it rotted from the inside. Lyndon is the chief culprit. If we want to save the

Steward Group, all the rotten parts must be dug up. Otherwise, the Steward Group will only continue to rot bit by bit

until it perishes."

Donald didn't expect her to say these and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Stella continued, “But you're right. We should celebrate it for getting such a large amount of money. You have

worked hard during this period. Help me organize a gathering for high-level executives. You can choose the

location."

"A gathering for high-level executives? Are you going to invite Armand?"

"Yes, he offers the money. Shouldn't we invite him?"

Donald laughed, “I think you want to piss him off."

Stella curled her lips into a smile, “Just do it. I'm going to see my friend tonight. Please help me invite them."

Donald stood up, “Okay, you’re the one to pay my salary after all. I have to work since I’m paid."

Half an hour later, the news that a gathering of the high-level executives of the Steward Group would be held

tonight spread throughout the company.

When Armand heard the news, he just got home. He was so pissed off that he almost kicked a hole in the door

angrily.

He cursed for a long time. A while later, he resisted his anger and ordered, “Tell them that no one is allowed to go.

If anyone goes, get out of the Steward Group tomorrow morning!"

The assistant replied, “Mr.... Mr. Bernard, of course, I can require those who side us to do so. But as for those who

were invited to come back to the company, they won’t listen to our order."

Armand grabbed his collar and kicked him directly, “You’re all fucking rubbish! Even they don't obey our words,

does it mean you can’t do anything? If anyone goes, stop him on the way to the gathering or break his leg. Can he

still goes to the gathering in this case?"

"Okay…"

But what Armand didn't expect was that Donald had a countermeasure for his plan.

When all his subordinates were waiting next to those high-level executives’ cars, Donald had already arranged a

bus to pick them up.

After leaving the Steward Group, Stella directly got into the car and called Clarence.

Stella asked, "When are you going home today?"

Clarence said in a low voice, “Huh?"

"I have to visit Sherry. I don't know when it will end. If you don’t have other work, you can directly go home."

"Okay."

Noticing that the environment of the other end of the phone was so quiet, Stella suddenly had a bad feeling. She

whispered, "Are you in a meeting again?"

There was a pause at the other end of the phone for a few seconds. Then there came the man's smiling voice,

“Yes."

Stella, “..."

Before she hung up the phone, she quickly said, “Don't answer my call next time when you’re having a meeting!"

Throwing the phone aside, Stella let out a long sigh and then fastened her seat belt and drove towards Sherry's

house.

When she arrived downstairs, Stella wanted to buy some fresh fruits and vegetables, but she recalled that Daniel

had been to the food market this morning, so she directly went upstairs because she thought it was unnecessary to

buy too many things.

She stood at the door and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door was opened and Daniel appeared at the door, “Ms. Radomil, why are you here."

Stella said, "I'll here to visit Sherry."

Daniel turned sideways and made way for her, “She's in the room, you can go in."

"Okay."

When she entered the house, Stella found that the entire living room was a lot brighter as everything was neatly

packed and clean. It showed no trace of mess.

The soup was still simmered in the kitchen, and she was greeted by a strong scent.

In the bedroom, Sherry was sitting on the bed, looking out the window with loose eyes.

Stella closed the door and walked over, “What are you looking at?"

Hearing her voice, Sherry was immediately cheered up, “Stella, you are finally here. Help me!"

Stella, “?"

Sherry said weakly, “I have been lying in bed for a day. Daniel doesn’t allow me to go anywhere except the toilet. I

feel so uncomfortable. I feel that my limbs are about to degenerate. I can even run for ten laps if I’m allowed to go

downstairs now!"

Stella sat on the edge of the bed, “Based on your health condition, you should lie down and rest."

"It's less than a day, but I feel so painful. When will this come to an end?"

Stella smiled, “When you recover, we can go out for fun."