Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Before he could ask, Daphne had already waved at him and closed the door.

Donald could not help but turn his head, slightly puzzled.

He remembered that the first time he met Daphne was at the police station.

Had he saved her before?

Donald touched the back of his head and entered the lift without thinking too much.

After getting in the car, Donald fastened his seat belt and called Clarence, "I just saw Harris. He was near City N

Press."

Clarence said, "Are you sure it was him?"

"I've shown it to Daphne Aldrich. I'm sure," Donald said, "But since he has his eyes on Daphne, he definitely won't

let it go so easily. As long as we send people to follow her, we will definitely be able to catch him."

Clarence replied with an "Hm".

Donald said again, "Why don't you let Vincent go over? Ordinary people can't deal with Harris."

"Vincent has other things to do."

Donald calculated, "Or Maxwell?"

"Maxwell needs to protect Stella."

Donald frowned and tapped the steering wheel with one hand. "Then who are you going to send?"

Clarence said indifferently, "Aren't you quite free?"

"What?" Donald Shawn asked.

He said, "No, I still have work to do."

"It just so happens that the client of your new case is close to City N Press."

Donald rolled his eyes.

What a wicked poacher!

Donald thought for a moment and said, "Do you think it was Justin who ordered him to do this?"

"No. If Justin was by his side, he wouldn't have let him act rashly."

"That's true. Justin doesn't need to argue with a small reporter. According to this, Harris is acting alone, so Justin is

still..."

Clarence said, "I will send two people over. If you are worried, you can follow them yourself."

Donald said, "Hey, you are a very strange guy. When did I say that I was worried? I was just saying that if you want

to catch Harris, you have to..."

Halfway through his words, the phone had been hung up.

Donald cursed at his phone and lowered the window again. He looked at the neighborhood next door and felt a little

agitated for some reason.

They had only met a few times, but today, after seeing how she had pretended to be strong when she was

obviously very afraid, it would be a lie to say that she did not feel any heartache.

However, Daphne was a serious person. She was clean and honest. She also had a responsible heart of society and

a virtuous heart of the public. How could he provoke a girl who was good in every way?

Donald threw his phone in the passenger seat. Just as he was about to drive away, he saw something next to him

glowing under the light.

He turned sideways and picked it up.

It was a pen cap with a key chain attached to it, which had been made into a pendant.

Donald looked at it carefully. On the pen cap, there was a smiling face drawn with black paint strokes.

This pen cap was very ordinary, which could be bought at any office supplies shop.

And no matter how one looked at it, it did not look like a pendant that a girl would like.

Since it had been so well-preserved, was it something that belonged to her first love?

Donald opened the trunk of the car seat and put it inside, preparing to return it to her when he had the chance next

time.

On the other side.

Stella came out of the bathroom and heard Clarence talking on the phone. She mentioned Justin's name.

She walked over and said, "What's wrong?"

Clarence put away his phone. "Harris went to find that reporter."

Hearing this, Stella couldn't help but widen her eyes. She had been worried about this matter today, but she didn't

expect it to be so soon...

She hurriedly said, "How is Daphne?"

"Donald happened to be nearby and saved her."

Stella breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around to look for her cell phone and called Daphne to ask what was

going on.

Daphne briefly explained to her, "Ms. Radomil, fortunately, you had reminded me. Otherwise, if I were to walk

home tonight, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Stella said, "It's good that you are fine. But Daphne, it is really dangerous. Think about it, it's best if you don't report

anything related to New Coast's project anymore."

"Mr. Shawn also told me that, but I feel that I am a reporter. Just like what Ms. Radomil said, I just did what I should

do. I can't retreat because of fear. This is against my intention to be a reporter."

As she spoke, she said in a relaxed manner, "With today's lesson, I will be even more careful. Ms. Radomil doesn't

have to worry about me."

Hearing her say this, Stella could no longer persuade her. "You must be careful. If there is anything, you can call

me."

Daphne smiled and said, "Mr. Shawn also asked me to call him. It's good to know you people."

Stella also smiled. "Rest early."

"Okay, goodbye, Ms. Radomil."

After hanging up, Stella sat on the sofa and exhaled.

Clarence walked over and sat beside her. "Are you still worried?"

Stella nodded. "When Harris was in the hospital, he almost killed Winnie. I was really afraid that he would..."

"I have sent people to protect her. Donald Shawn will also go."

"Donald Shawn?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the corners of Stella's lips couldn't help but curl up.

She had previously felt that Daphne seemed to have known Donald for a long time, but Donald had no impression

of her at all.

Now, it seemed that there should be an answer soon.

Stella didn't dwell on this question any longer and continued, "How was your day with Conrad Group today?"

Clarence said, "It's worse than I thought."

During Justin's reign, he had hardly cared about other projects and companies except for the project of New Coast.

This had led to many people taking advantage of the loophole.

Right now, Conrad Group's account was a complete mess.

The current Conrad Group was already in debt of billions because of the negative news and the matter of Justin.

But fortunately, it had a good foundation. Even if it suffered a huge loss because of the project of New Coast, it

could still be saved.

If they let it go, it would only make the situation worse and worse.

Once Conrad Group declared bankruptcy, it would have an immeasurable impact on the economic situation of City

N and even the entire Asia.

Stella leaned in his arms and whispered, "You can definitely do it."

Clarence chuckled. "You trust me so much?"

"Because you are Clarence."

A stubborn and soft-hearted dog man.

The smile on Clarence's lips gradually faded and his voice was very low. "There are a lot of things that I can't do."

Stella said, "It's rare for you to be so modest."

Clarence leaned closer, the tip of his nose against hers. "There are some aspects in which you can be modest, but

there are some in which you can't. Can I let you know tonight?"

Stella smiled and pushed him away. "No, I'm going to sleep."