Having breakfast in the store Jude greeted the proprietor upon entering, giving the impression that he visited frequently. This breakfast establishment is well-known in the area for its wide selection and fresh ingredients. “This is the menu. Take a peek." Stella received the menu from Jude as he led her to his customary seat. She was not going to have breakfast. After taking a quick look at the menu, she requested a bowl of clear soup with noodles. Jude looked at her, but he remained silent. The server gave Stella’s the menu, added more for her, and then Jude turned to face her. "What is the issue? You look so sick, and you don't appear to be eating. Do you think I should accompany you to the hospital?" At this, Stella regained consciousness. She fixed her gaze on him as he sat before her. His immaculately laundered white shirt, complete with a wrinkle-free collar, demonstrated his exceptional refinement. Jude had lovely face characteristics as well, but they were much soft
She did something that confused Jude. After three shocked moments, he got off to catch up with her. "Stella? What's wrong?" He asked, looking at her puzzled as he stopped her path. "Jude, it's not far from the company," she stated with a pouty expression on her face. “I can go there on foot by myself. I refuse to visit the hospital." She didn't say anything further after that, avoiding abuse altogether. Just did not keep up, only standing there observing her disappear. Stella took a long, long walk. There was nobody at the company when she got there. She was the only one to reach the top of the structure. There were the same amount of papers on the table as the day before, but some had been removed. Her hands were awkwardly covered in burn cream as she attempted to move them. It took her some time to work her way through the material with one hand until the heat subsided. She then proceeded to the restroom to wash off the burn salve. Luckily, it was only white porridge and n
Taking her in his arms, he departed from the group. Stella arched her exquisite brows. Was she sent to the hospital by Clarence? These days, there was an awful vibe between her and him. He had disgust in his eyes. Would she take her to the medical facility? Stella felt something bite her heart, but she remained silent. She felt numb in her heart. In desperation, she closed her eyes. Her heart appeared to be racing out of control. "What's wrong?" John noticed that she was not smiling, and since she remained silent, John assumed that she was not feeling well. With a gentle shake of her head, she answered, "I'm fine. Where is he?" "He left." With a gentle touch on his cheek, John added, "He sent you to the hospital and asked me to stay here to take care of you." "Thank you." "Not at all. Do you believe I'm attempting to assist you? No. All I wanted was to go up close and see Mr. Clarence 's heroic posture and refined mannerisms!" "Do you know how handsome he was when he to
Stella kept nodding in her stupor. She later discovered that the two questions were incorrect. Clarence’s gaze was then readily visible to her when her eyes cleared. How did he say it? Clarence received two complete responses. Despite his reluctance to acknowledge it, he was in a pleasant mood, sporting a handsome radian on his lips. "Stella, you are tempted." She shoved him away with a firm push and instantly her eyes widened. "Don't talk nonsense!" After being shoved, Clarence collapsed back into his chair. "Oh, absurdity? Stella, you can't hide your emotions. You find me appealing." "I don't like you," she yelled fiercely at him while covering her ears. “Please refrain from making me look bad. How on earth could I get along with someone like you?" Clarence pressed her lips together. "Are you serious? Who recently acknowledged liking me?" Stella"You are taking advantage of the situation!" "Am I taking advantage of the situation, or do you have no control over your mi
However, Clarence was not present, and the room was empty. Relentlessly, she made her way to the study. Neither did she see him in the study. She was constantly under the impression that he was disappearing from her world, so it's likely that she didn't know where he was. She also felt bad about what she had said. Perhaps she was never able to enter his world. She then changed into new clothes and gave herself a facial wash before heading to the workplace. She ran into Greg downstairs as he was getting ready to go. She hadn't seen him in a while; he appeared to be quite busy just now. He questioned straight away when he saw her, "Jenna, for the thing I told you last time, how is it going?" At first, Stella was agitated and didn't think through his question. It took her some time to comprehend that he was inquiring about the situation between Jude and Riley. She immediately clarified after having this thought, "Mr. Greg, I have discussed it with Riley , but I think she already
John gave her a long, confused look before stating, "So you've been demoted. How will you proceed?" How should one proceed? How could Stella take action? "Do I have a choice?" Her smile was bittersweet. With a nod, Joh said, "You've obviously." Stella’s eyebrows went up. "You can choose to be a cleaner or an ordinary staff, I think Mr. Conrad is not bad, at least he gave you choices." Stella".." She believed John might be viewed as a cruel buddy. “Really, I believe you may just as well be a housekeeper. Though a little more difficult, it wasn't difficult. Because of the controversy you had with Mr. Conrad, the girls will bully you if you work with the general staff." John might not have spoken anything, but Stella sensed it. Not only had she been demoted but someone would have dared to attack her even as an assistant. With helplessness, she closed her eyes, fending off the rocky future. "But try not to be too negative; perhaps after they get to know you, they won't d
Sorting through these resources was actually pretty handy because Stella had experience and a reasonably strong working ability. People were unaware of her prior activities and her potential to emulate Clarence while she was with him. When all that was visible, many assumed that she was just a lady who had gotten there by crawling into his bed or in some other way. She was demoted since the president now detested her. They were happy to see the demoted newbie humiliated on her first day because the materials were handed to her with the intention of making things tough for her. When the time comes, they will accuse her in front of Mr. Conrad in the hopes of forcing her to leave the Conrad Group. Regardless of what those behind her said, Stella remained at her desk and meticulously arranged the materials as the minutes went by. When they noticed how composed she was, people became agitated. "What is she acting like? Is she able to organize everything in one hour?" "Wow, the su
Within the space The supervisor and Stella arrived after the rest of the staff. Everyone looked at Stella when she entered the room after the supervisor. After a few incidents, she was known to all of the senior executives. They would be aware of what transpired between Clarence and Stella since she joined the company if they asked questions about her. Besides, they'd spent a lot of time in the conference room with her. They weren't blind, even though the president initially bothered her. If they were at the top, how could they not be aware of people's emotional highs and lows? The last time Jeff visited to discuss cooperation, they would have been able to notice Clarence’s attitude toward her if they weren't blind. However, he both detested and cared for her. If not, how was he going to demote her in front of the entire company? The department's supervisor was a slender man in his forties with a long face, long eyes, and a pointed chin. He appeared kind, even with his spectacl
185 By the time Stella opened her eyes, she felt so weak that she was unable to stand up. Glancing up, she saw everyone looking at her and it then it dawned on her what took place before. “It’s alright Stella, the police has taken Kelvin and his accomplice away.” Clarence said as Stella froze in fear. “Clarence I..” Stella wanted to talk but she wept instead. She had been so scared thinking Kelvin succeeded in taking advantage of her before dozing off, but now that Clarence had told her that Kelvin got caught, she heaved a sign of relived. Clarence then held her arms and said, “in the past I used to believe that you had only become a substitute bride and got married to me because of my money, and I hated you for that. But now I know the reason why you got married to me in the first place. I also accused you of seducing men, and did other things to test you and see if you’ll truly pass my test and you did,” “So But today, I want to reveal the secret that I had kept a long t
184 "You can't get away." Kelvin put his hand on hers and held her slender wrist. It was vulgar because he dropped his with deliberateness. "Everyone is at the banquet, and there will be more fantastic events following the swimming competition. Nobody is going to come save you, not even if you flee. Accepting me will ensure that I treat you gently." "Let me go!" Stella gave him a firm handshake and took a few backward steps. What had gone wrong with her? Why did her hands and legs lack strength? Her beautiful cheeks were growing redder and redder as she stared at her shaking fingers. She felt as though a constant stream of hot air was emerging from her stomach. It was recognizable. Just like the time Flynn took her away and locked her in the room! Was she drugged once more? The instant this thought crossed her mind, she became desperate. “I tried to convince you to be with me, Stella, but you refused, so I had to do this, you know. I really enjoy you. I promise that no
With a blush on his face, Zach candidly explained to Stella. “Zach Filler is my name, and I am FIL Group's only son. Playing baseball and racing are my pastimes. I'd like to become friends with you." Stella, "........ John, "..." Riley pouted and uttered a sardonic, "FIL Group? Who believe you to be? Do you want to become our friends? Examine your deservingness." Everyone's face changed at the words. Zach looked at Riley , his face going pale and him frozen in place. Even though Stella didn't want to listen to him, she glanced at Riley in shock because she found Riley’s remarks to be too harsh and unbelievable. Riley believed she had a lot of respect since she came into the Red family. She was always haughty and in charge. People dared not touch her because she was true to herself. She always pretended to be a refined lady in front of Stella, but when she saw Zach, she forgot. Riley gave a gentle grin as she considered this. "Lala, I apologize for what I said. I simply p
The game started shortly after the minutes passed. Many girls applied for the girl competition after learning that the winner would receive surprise awards. Nara and Lily both applied for it. They returned and noticed Stella sitting there, so they had to come over and say a few snarky things. “This guy is new to our department, right? Why remain in a daze here?" “Yes, how about entering the competition? People such as yourself shouldn't be the most forceful, right?” With a fixed gaze, John asked, "What do you want?" "Nothing, just to see her." "Are you sure you won't apply for it?" Staring at Stella, Lily questioned. Stella gave her a quick glance. "Is there a rule that I must attend?" "You!" Lily felt enraged. At first, she believed there was a chance to hurt her, but she decided not to take part. “How much does it concern you if she chooses not to participate? You are welcome to participate. With all the others, why even bother?" John furiously stared at the two w
With this thought in mind, Stella closed her eyes and gazed silently at the glistening water. "Sorry, I didn't think that much..." Riley gave a mortifying little smile. With a snort and a mumble about having a lousy idea, John turned to face Stella and behaving like an antipath. "Charge up your phone so we can take pictures later when they are in competition." Riley asked as she had an epiphany, "Will everyone be present when the competition is on?" "Yes, everyone will come, and there will be judges," John said with a nod. "Are only men allowed to compete?" John turned to face Riley and asked, "What do you mean?" "I mean, men can compete, so can we girls." With a brilliant light in her eyes, Joh said, "Yes, but... They didn't make such arrangements and girls couldn't attend." "Isn't that easy?" Riley grinned, reached across to take Stella’s arm, and waved to him nearby, "Mr. Jude!" Riley’s cry caught other people's attention, and Jude turned to face her. His eyes were
Clarence gave her a feral look as he stared. She bit her lip and squinted, saying, "No!" "Do you want to walk around dressed like that?" Her neck was long and fair; she straightened her waist and lifted her chin slightly. "This is how everyone dresses. Why isn't one able to? Since you consider me to be a wantonly woman and you dislike whatever I wear. So why should it matter to me what you think?" Clarence scowled. After saying these things, she turned around and walked away, carefully lowering the shawl to reveal her lovely shoulders. Joseph says, "....." She had a tiger on her back! Clarence’s hands were clinched into fists, and his breath turned chilly. He cast a sardonic glance at that mysterious figure. "Mr. Conrad..... Shall we... bring Mrs. Conrad back?" stammered Joseph , standing behind him. "Who gave you permission to call her that?" "Did I make a mistake?" Joseph asked, swallowing a mouthful of spittle anxiously. When he addressed her as Mrs. Conrad in fron
"Zach Filler, enough. Do you think she is an ordinary woman? She stands together with Miss Red," Zavi remarked. “We can't afford to provoke her, even though she might be a group member's kid." They were a bunch of mostly womanizing individuals. They only played with ladies who lacked wealth and influence since those things could always be resolved with money. They followed regulations. They did not play with wealthy ladies, in contrast to Flynn Andrew, who, as you may recall, "got destroyed by playing with rich women." Although the Andrew Group held significant power in B City, it was eventually eliminated. “ How come we haven't seen her previously if she was a group member's daughter? It was an unknown group, even though she is." "Simple, investigate her." Stella located a seat and wrapped the shawl snugly around her. Riley could not resist making fun of her. What makes you so timid? The purpose of the clothing was to be worn and displayed to others. What is the cover art fo
That final comment seemed almost like a question. Stella had never seen Riley so dominant that she wasn't sure if her feelings were justified. After some while, Stella gave her a look. "Ri, what's wrong with you?" After hearing that, Riley abruptly regained consciousness and realized she was overexcited. She scoffed, dropped her eyes, and shook her head. "What's the matter with me? I have revealed the truth to you. Why? I'm hoping you can leave this situation as quickly as possible. But even though he was directly in front of you, you were too afraid to acknowledge or even speak about it. I wonder if you like Clarence, but I'm not sure what's on your mind." "Actually... I don't know." Stella’s cast her gaze down, gloomy. "I don't think I should like him, but..." Riley worried when she saw her entangled. Was her admiration for Clarence genuine? "However, what? Do you not see that? He's not at all fond of you." Riley realized she had said something unguarded and regretted
Holding a box, Stella stood at the company's door, waiting for Riley. Riley unlocked Clarence’s car and shoved him down as it came to a halt. With a smile, she asked, "Lala, what is your hand?" Stella experienced a vision similar to a sharp knife striking her body as she spoke. Clarence’s sight was as horrifying as a deadly serpent, causing her to shrink backward and clutch the box firmly in her breast. Clarence saw this as a subliminal action, yet she still treated the box as a prize. She had nothing when she got in the car, but when she got out, she had a box. What was meant by that? What a considerate woman, oh. "Nothing." Riley smiled, moved closer to Stella, and shoved Clarence forward as Stella clutched the bag tightly and said. Stella could feel Clarence’s icy breath all over her. She retreated a step, attempting to pull herself from the embrace of his icy breath. “Is that a gift from Jude, Stella? You entered the automobile without bringing this box?" Stella’s fac