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
The man wiped the perspiration from his brow, embarrassed by the inquiry. "No, you are close to Mr. Conrad, and this has always been the company policy. It must be crucial if you apply for money in advance. Our finance department is incapable of error." "But.." It was settled by John saying, "Here you are." Stella accepted it. "Thank you." "Don't expect I won't dislike you because you said thank you!" John said, "Although I have a back tor, but your way makes me sick." Stella "....." She was surprisingly respectful about it. Because she was straight, Stella was not irritated and instead grinned and said, "Thank you, I gotta go." John turned to gaze at his father disapprovingly when she left. “How come you gave her so much money, Dad? And supposing Mr. Conrad accuses us? I have to work really hard to make twenty thousand dollars." When he heard it, the man glared at him and commanded him not to act impulsively ever again. “I was summoned by Mr. Conrad's aide to perform
Her beautiful skin provided a striking contrast to the pale blue outfit that encased her slender figure. The airport lights softened her face and her waist-length hair fell over her shoulders. She was attractive, and Jeff remembered her from somewhere. Jeff stopped walking and stared at her. When he saw Stella, Ava, who had worked with Jeff for a long time, saw the drastic change. "Mr. Red, how are you doing? Will we actually be stealing her vehicle?" "Yes." After Jeff replied, they quickly arrived in Stella. She smiled at the sight of them. Stella had actually practiced this smile a lot before they arrived. Stella was anxious because he was the president of Red Group and had greatly aided her. "Hello, Red Group, I am Stella Radomil, assistant of Mr. Clarence of the Conrad Group." Instead of extending her hand when she introduced herself, she bowed down to him in a most modest way. "I've prepared the vehicle. If it's okay with you, you can have my automobile." "You can drive