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Stella entered the restroom. She was repulsed by the stink emanating from her body. However, she was furious. She and Clarence were made fun of by those who worked for Conrad Group.

For Stella, the idea that his own employees were covertly making fun of him for his disability and impotence really infuriated her. Why could these individuals laugh at others with such abandon? How could it benefit them?

Stella was soaked by shower water that cascaded down from the top of her head. She turned on the bathroom drain and removed her foul-smelling clothing. The man who spit beside the hot water was hurting. Subconsciously, she retreated two paces. When

Jude’s voice from outside spoke, she instinctively gave herself a hug. "Stella, it contains shower gel. My assistant will visit you later; I'm heading off."

"Oh, ok..." she gave a nod. She needed a bath because she was now excessively filthy. After twenty minutes, there was a knock on the door and someone entered.

"Who is it?" Stella