Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Clarence added, “I meant can you please not move to another place in the future?”

Stella slowly turned her head to look at him.

Only now did she vaguely realize that Clarence was not in a good mood when talking with her today.

In the past, he used to talk to her in an imperative, overbearing and unreasonable tone.

Stella wasn’t sure whether it was her illusion or not that there was a touch of begging in Clarence’s voice.

Clarence met with her gaze and felt bewildered.

Stella suddenly reached out and touched his forehead, “Are you sick?”

Clarence was rendered speechless.

He pulled down her hand and grabbed it in his palm, “Nope.”

“Then why did you say those strange words?”

Clarence frowned “I asked you not to move out of the mansion. Is it strange?”

Stella nodded her head seriously, “Isn’t it strange? In the past, you would use words like ‘can’t’ ‘not allow’, but not

‘can you please’.”

“Is there any difference?”

“Of course. The words ‘can you please’ sound not as overbearing as the above-mentioned words.”

Clarence was amused, “Don’t chew on the words.”

Stella pouted, “Did you do something behind my back and therefore feel sorry for me? Or did you have the other

woman outside?”

“Go back early. You have an illusion as you’ve overstrained your nerves.”

Stella was lost for words.

This wretched man still had a sharp tone!

Stella withdrew her hand from his palm and said, “Well, I have to leave. Continue with your work.”

Clarence stood up and put on his suit jacket.

Stella turned around, “I can go back myself, sincerely. You…”

“I didn’t mean to give you a ride. I will also come back.”

Stella was confused.

She was lost for words.

On the way back, Clarence had been grasping her hand. He leaned against the back seat with his eyes closed.

Stella didn’t know whether he was sleeping or not.

But she didn’t bother him as she thought it was good for him to have a rest.

When they arrived at the Starry Lake Mansion, Stella walked into the bedroom and asked, “Would you like to have a

bath first?”

Clarence pulled down his necktie with one hand, his voice carrying a trace of tiredness, “You first.”

“Okay. But it may take more time as I have to wash my hair today. If you’re anxious, you can take a bath in the

bathroom of the guestroom.”

“Okay.”

Stella picked up her pyjamas and walked into the bathroom.

Clarence walked to the balcony, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, gripped it with his teeth and then lit the

cigarette.

After a while, he received a call from Nathan. “Mr. Conrad, she’s recognized the man. The one who gave Maxwell’s

photo to her was Master Conrad’s subordinate.”

Clarence had expected this.

He brushed the cigarette ash and said in a composed voice, “Be careful when dealing with it. Don’t let Dempsey

find it.”

“Okay.”

Nathan asked, “How should we deal with this woman?”

Clarence replied, “Arrest her. She may be useful later.”

Clarence paused and then added, “Have you found that You Tuber?”

Nathan Replied, “She came to Riverside City two days before the fire. But it seems like her previous identity was

forged and we’re still looking for her.”

Nathan hesitated and then added, “Mr. Conrad, we got a piece of news half an hour ago that the men left in the

City N by William are trying to investigate what we’re doing in these days. I’m afraid that Ms. Radomil will learn

about the truth sooner or later. Should you tell her about this in advance?”

Clarence replied in a seemingly composed tone, “Let Vincent spread some fake news about Lyndon’s whereabouts.

Don’t let them intervene in this matter.”

“Okay. I will arrange it right away.”

After ending the call, Clarence pressed the cigarette butt onto the ashtray and lit another cigarette.

Stella would only hate him if he told her about the truth under such a circumstance.

To get the chance to win her forgiveness, he could only bring the baby back to her.

Half an hour later, Stella walked out of the bathroom and took a glance at the man who was standing on the

balcony, “Didn’t you take a bath?”

Clarence extinguished the cigarette that he didn’t finish, “I will go now.”

He then walked into the bathroom. Stella walked to the balcony and uncontrollably knitted her brows when noticing

the pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray.

How many cigarettes had he smoked?

After cleaning the ashtray, Stella went downstairs and poured a glass of milk.

When Clarence walked out of the bathroom, Stella walked back to the room with the glass of milk.

Stella pressed the glass into his hand, “Drink this,”

Clarence declined, “I don’t have the appetite.”

Stella said angrily, “You have to drink it even if you don’t have the appetite. You didn’t eat too much tonight and

you…Never mind. Hurry up to finish it.”

A smile appeared on Clarence’s face when he looked at her angry expression. He lifted his chin and gulped down

the milk.

Stella took the empty glass from him and pulled him to the sofa, “Let me give you a massage. Just go to sleep if

you’re sleepy. I’ve set the alarm clock for you and I will also wake you up tomorrow.”

“Oh, you’re so thoughtful.”

“Cut the craps.”

Stella grabbed a cushion, put it on her thighs and then put his head on the cushion.

When Clarence lay down, he took away the cushion and directly put his head on Stella’s thighs.

Stella ignored this and gently pressed his temples.

Clarence closed his eyes. After a short while, he asked, “You came back to the Steward Group today. What’s the

condition there?”

“It’s good. There’s no big problem.”

She didn’t tell him that Armand went to her office and made a fuss today. Initially, it didn’t cause trouble, and it

would only bother him if she told him about that.

Clarence said, “I may be busy in the next two days. Directly ask Donald for help if you have any problems. If he

can’t solve it, you can turn to Vincent.”

“I see.”

“Armand is not as simple as you’ve imagined. His background is quite complicated. The things you find out until now

are enough. Don’t probe into this matter. As for other matters, I will ask Vincent to follow it and he will inform you if

he gets any information.”

Stella paused when she heard the words and said, “But if I want to convict him of the crime, these shreds of

evidence are far from enough.”

“It’s not easy to convict him of the crime and you can’t complete it in a few days. As long as the murder that killed

Arthur is not found, Armand will not be able to leave City N. We have enough time to investigate it.”

Stella pressed her lips when mentioning this matter, “Actually I’ve doubted that the one who killed Arthur was

Modesty. But Adolph didn’t help her in this matter. I can’t figure out how she managed to do it. Moreover, the police

also have investigated her, but they didn’t find out anything.”

Modesty could by no means kill Arthur who was much stronger and taller than her, nor could she deal with his dead

body alone.

“Don’t think of it if you can’t figure it out. Modesty has disappeared. When she shows up again, the secret will

naturally be revealed.”

Stella didn’t hear that Modesty had disappeared before.

In this case, combing with the fact that Arthur was murdered, if Modesty was still alive, it was safe to conclude

based on her disappearance that someone was backing Modesty up.