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
Jude smiled at Stella, a kind and supportive one. He couldn't help but discreetly give her praise in his heart. The girl didn't appear as defenseless as he had thought. "Kelvin, you said she was incompetent, but you even did not give her a chance to explain," he stated when the appropriate moment came. “What if I doubted your abilities and acted with the same recklessness as you?" Kelvin felt his body tremble. Now that Mr. Jude had said as much, what should he do? He gave Clarence a look. Clarence cast Stella a chilly glance. She was still there, methodically printing materials in a calm manner. He glanced at Jude without realizing. He became enraged upon discovering that Jude had smiled at the woman and hissed, "Play trick on the first day of demotion. You have an opportunity to clarify, yet you argued. Are printing materials instantaneous? Your mistake has caused us to lose five minutes." "Mr. Conrad, this is an accident, you..." Clarence cut him off before he could say any
As soon as they sat down, John replied, "I've heard about the meeting. Stella, you truly are wonderful." As it was her first time hearing John compliment her, Stella embarrassed herself by saying, "Not at all." "I assumed that being bullied would make you cry. However, you demonstrated incredible resilience on the first day. The manager will now be furious, as will everyone else who attempted to witness your joke." Stella added with concern, "It seems like a lot of people in the firm want to see me look foolish. Staying with me will make me drag you." John responded carelessly, "Never mind, I am a member of the financial department, and my father is the supervisor of the financial department, they dare not do anything to me." "Really?" asked Stella. "Yes, everybody's salary is handed out by my ~ ha ha. I can postpone their salary even if I won't take it nonchalantly. Are you aware that a large number of people in large cities wait for their paycheck each month and spend all
When Stella heard the term "bitch," she was not happy. "John, what are you talking about?" John realized what was going on and said, "Right, right, I can't say it in front of you." He chuckled without feeling sorry for herself, asking, "Why did you leave? Your friend paid you a visit?" "Yes." When Stella heard the word "friend," her expression improved. "She came and sent me this," she remarked, glancing down at the bag she was holding. "What is it?" John yelled as he grabbed over the bag to take a look, "LV latest model this year. Your acquaintance is so wealthy, damn it." Though Stella was unaware of the name or price, the glimmer in John’s eyes indicated that the bag was expensive. After taking a look at it, she replied, "Give it back to her sometime, if it's that expensive." "Why give it back?" "Why did she send you a valuable bag?" John asked, giving her a quick glance. “Did she act in a way that showed her sympathy for you?" Stella felt her heart begin to pound a
"Resist the disaster?" Estella’s expression darkened. "How can you think of me in this way, Stella? That is not what I meant to say. You are my daughter, as you are also aware. How can I allow you to shield Mark from calamities?" "Really?" Stella’s mouth curved into a bitter smile. Her fingers dug deep into her skin as her hands clenched together beneath the table, but the ache in her heart was far greater than the pain in her hands. "I can still clearly recall your initial remarks... You stated that you were unable to have the Radomil family's two daughters destroyed. Since she was a little child, your darling daughter Jenna has always worn the nicest clothes and chosen the greatest meals. Yes, I'm your daughter too, but I'm not the same. I must tend to her needs and yield to her demands. As a sister, I believe I can accomplish all of things. That's what I ought to do. But I returned home after getting divorced. You forced me to marry the Conrad family instead of her since you ha
Estella gave her a long, blank stare. "You seem to only be content after being angry with me.” Estella said. Stella just stood there, giving her a steady stare. "You asked for 150,000, Mom. Isn't that killing me too? Alright, that number doesn't have to be 150,000! 100,000 is acceptable. Or $50,000 is also OK Mother, you really look at me too high." "Stella, did you repay me in that way? I reared you. You don't want to give me the few tens of thousands of dollars that it is worth? Would you like to have an unfaithful daughter?” Though she remained silent, Stella’s hand continued to tense. She let the unusual sight of the street to fall heavily on her face while she chewed her bottom lip. Ignore them and forget it. She simply didn't have any money at the moment. "Say something!" "Look at what you wear, and see what you use every day," Estella said, stepping forward and yanking her garments firmly. “I won it for you, didn't I? You lack gratitude. When your life is fantastic,
Stella entered. She asked clumsily, still not quite at ease. "How is business here recently?" "It's okay, Miss Radomil, you are our boss," the clerk said with a nod. “Since the mall's manager has changed and you haven't visited, our salary is still overdue." Stella was astounded to hear it. Was the reason for the employee's unpaid wage the supervisor change? "My salary has been overdue for more than a week," the clerk said, shedding tears. “Miss Wilson, I still need to wait for my paycheck before I can cover the rent." Stella coughed lightly and said, "So how do we pay the salary? I give you money?" "No, no, you go to the top floor of the mall." the mall's top floor? Stella said with a nod, "I'll go check then." She went straight to the top floor in the elevator. It was incredibly peaceful on the top floor, almost as if you were standing outside the world, in contrast to the downstairs atmosphere. Upon entering, she noticed that many employees were occupied; they all gav
Stella got up at midnight, lifted the quilt, and stepped barefoot out of the room and into the study. Clarence had thrown the contract and bank card into the garbage can, and she discovered them. When she received them, she was overcome with tears. Clarence was an idiot. He threw these things away without even glancing at them, but she took them back. He didn't appear to care at all when he gave her them. These things weren't originally hers. But when Stella witnessed his lack of interest, she couldn't help but become angry. There was a sad sob in the dimly lit study. After a moment, she dried her eyes and returned to the room with the bank card and the contract, pretending nothing had occurred. Next day, she made time to visit the mall in search of Lisa. "Lisa , how much is our mall worth?" "Why are you asking this suddenly?" scowled Lisa. "I'm merely curious about the mall's worth. Could you please inform me?" “You've also seen that, for such a large mall, the profit i
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