Stella had no idea what was going through Riley’s head. She immediately went back to the Conrad residence after her breakup with Riley. Upon going back to her room, Stella saw that her small bed was gone. Her expression shifted abruptly. She had to sleep outside or on the floor when she first arrived to the Conrad residence. Joseph later sent her a little bed so that she could sleep soundly because he presumably felt that she was too miserable. However, the small bed vanished without explanation, causing her to become anxious. She pondered whether Clarence had abruptly lost her temper and taken away her bed. She was lost for words as she stood there. Two maids entered abruptly and greeted her. "Mrs. Conrad." When Stella heard this, she snapped out of her reverie and turned to see that her clothing were being held by them. "What are you doing?" She furrowed her brow and said before glancing at where the bed was placed, "Are you packing up my things?" After giving a nod, one
Clarence ,.. Was this lady naive? If not, she wouldn't be foolish enough to inquire about this at this particular moment. "Am I not obvious enough?" Clarence questioned with his eyes furrowed, "Or are you too dull? Stella, I only say something once, don't expect I will say it twice to you." Clarence spoke in a chilly, haughty manner. Stella’s eyes widened in shock and she asked, "What?" Oh no! Clarence was ready to give her a buttocks massage after observing her expression. He told her everything, but she didn't hear him. Clarence responded, "It seems that you don't regard me as a husband at all." Stella "Exactly what are you saying? Why should I now share a bed with you when I was sleeping so well on my tiny bed before? Is it as a result of us both?" He cut her off before she could say anything further, saying, "Enough!" It was scary how irascible she suddenly became. His expression darkened. “Don't inquire, foolish woman. You can recruit a servant to help you bring back
His lengthy body dropped down on her side as she pulled him away, whispering, "Are you a dog? You bite me every time." Now that she was awake, she bit her bottom lip and asked him a question in the dark, her heart pounding from realizing what he had done to her. "What brings you to me? Do you not have a bed of your own?” She then reached and felt to make sure she was indeed on the floor. Clarence scoffed, saying, "You took my quilt away." “Stella, you're welcome.” “You don't have to come and sleep on the floor with me, do you?" Clarence: "I head to the quilt's location." "What did you do just now?" She asked. Why would he do that, even if it was for the quilt? "Perform conjugal duties." Stella "....." Clarence’s fingers brushed her waist, his towering frame drew nearer, and his warm breath hung in the air. Unconsciously getting tense, she pushed his large, unkempt hands and said, "What are you doing now? Return to your own bed now." "Have you ever seen a couple sle
She spoke with seriousness. She then noticed him staring at her. With a blush, she said, "Alright, you may move now. I must depart; I have things to do today." Then she walked out of the room like she was running. She encountered Reynold when she got downstairs. Greg scowled and said as soon as he saw her, "Jenna, did you mention that to Riley?" No, oh no! Her expression softened, as if she had forgotten. All she could say was, 'Grandpa, I haven't seen Riley much lately. When I next encounter her, I'll make the inquiry.” With a smile, Greg nodded. "You can't mess up the chance to work with the Berlin Group." "Okay," nodded Stella. She felt she had to take advantage of the opportunity to get in touch with the Berlin Group as soon as she left the Conrad residence. Conrad Group… She called the Berlin Group as soon as she got to the office. The other side said they wanted to meet first to discuss the specifics after hearing that. Clarence scowled when Stella brought it up, a
With a sound like an electric shock, she withdrew her hand. Clarence grinned sardonically, glowing like a lamppost. She heard her heart skip a beat or two. "You don't matter to me! She had pulled her hand away, looking agitated. Clarence gave her a curious look and said, "I don't? Why did you discover my details if you have no interest in me? Or would you like to learn more about the Conrad clan?" Stella dared not push the mouse as he cautiously extended his hand back. She shifted the subject, asking, "Why have you come here now? Have you decided to work with the Berlin Group after having second thoughts?” Regarding this, Clarence’s eyes grew icy once more. "The Berlin Group is not qualified to work with นs." "You really don't plan to cooperate with the Berlin Group who can replace the Andrew Group?" "Because you want to go against Greg, so you have to do so?" She scowled. "Who told you I do it for him?" scoffed Clarence. “Stella, you are becoming increasingly self-assure
Stella felt rejuvenated and made an appointment with the Ted Group. Though there had been no opportunity, she had mentioned that she would like to invite Jeff Red to dinner. Riley mentioned that her brother appeared to be quite busy. During lunchtime, he could only spend thirty minutes with her. After researching Jeff’s eating preferences, Stella made a restaurant reservation. When she sent in the order, she was concerned once more. Her finances were insufficient. It was meant to be covered by the corporation, but she was afraid to ask them to pay because of the Andrew Group issue. How could she buy Jeff dinner now that she was broke? After giving it some thought, Stella called her step sister. She had not communicated with the Radomil family since her last departure, and they had not gotten in touch with her either. When Jenna got the call, she hung up. She feared Stella would want the money returned. Jenna declined the call, and Stella scoffed. Stella made the decision to w
Feeling down Stella was at a loss for words. Clarence was occasionally very nice to her, even if she claimed to have had a miserable time. It didn't look nice, but he was actually doing her some good. If she claimed not to have had a bad time, it would be because she was poor and limited in what she could do. "Sister?" When Stella realized what she was doing, she grinned and added, "Don't ask so much. Your buddies are still waiting for you, don't they? Proceed now." Jenna blinked and said, "Well, I have to leave." She inserted the thousand inside her pocketbook. "Go ahead, I am leaving too." Following her departure, Jenna took a bank card out of her wallet and gave her a sarcastic smirk while turning to face her back. "Stupid." She grinned after placing the bank card to her lips and giving it a kiss. "Two thousand is enough to make you touched, what a fool!" Jenna then turned to go after putting the bank card away. With a frown, Stella took a thousand back home. There was
Silently, time went on. The following day, Stella applied for funding from the finance department as soon as she got to the office. The employees in the financial department were first irritated and disliked her. “How can I apply without a sheet for you? And it requires time and a procedure." "Wasn't it said there is no such need?" asked a drab Stella. "Who told you?" the staff member responded, rolling her eyes. Are you brand-new to the business? Or do you believe you have a safety net that allows you to go wild?" Stella bit her lower lip after hearing that, her face turning pale. Clarence had told her to come, but the financial department staff was stating it differently now. What went wrong with it? Did Clarence mislead her, or was the staff finance department making things tough for her? After giving it some thought, she reposed her question, saying, "Well, have you made a mistake? Can I submit it ahead of time?" The employees gave her a chilly smile and gave her an id