"Why?" Why had the man who moments earlier had shown her no emotion suddenly turned so tender? Was she having a dream? Alternatively... Panicking, the saleswoman saw Clarence ask Stella about the issue. She understood that Stella had the power to determine her destiny. She so quickly crawled to Stella and wept while holding her leg. "Ms. Conrad, I really apologize! I didn't mean to, you know that!" After a moment of shock, Stella looked down at the salesperson. The clerk fought back tears as her face became red and puffy. "Working here doesn't pay me much money each month. My child will shortly be starting school. Ms. Conrad, I sincerely apologize." The saleswoman's predicament appeared to be comparable to Stella’s earlier experiences. She had to provide for her family even if her monthly salary wasn't very high. She was therefore unable to save any money. Stella pressed her lips together and bowed to assist the salesperson. "Get up." The store employee brushed away her t
Clarence’s scathing remarks have destroyed any illusions she may have had up until now. Her face was pallid, and she silently held the wheelchair's handles. "I... I didn't think so." "Are you serious? So why were you looking so content? I've told you before, Stella: you are merely my public assistant." She remained silent, biting her lower lip. "The only reason I'm assisting you is to prevent you from damaging the Conrad family's reputation. Do you get it?” Clarence was once again callous, even though he was acting kindly in the shop. And it made sense why his demeanor had abruptly shifted. He gave his explanation for why he had purchased the entire mall for her. As it turned out, she wasn't what mattered to him—just the conrad family's face. She had even been secretly rather happy. Clarence had now admitted the truth about what he had done, and she was only very deeply ashamed. Naturally, Joseph, who was following them, heard what they were talking about. Clarence’s rema
Clarence said something to Stella that she would never forget. She was only his helper outside. But she would not be his wife even when they were back at home. Stella was well aware of it. They could only take what they needed from their marriage. "Assistant?" Drea nodded again and gave her a mischievous glance before letting out a final sigh. “Okay, follow your advice. Come seat down here now." As Stella approached, Drea began to brush her hair. "Are you going to fix my hair?" "Obviously. There's no way you could attend a party like this." Drea moved quickly. She gave Stella some bangs and assisted with her hair. Stella had lovely, silky hair. Drea’s cropped bangs enhanced the beauty of her face by hanging down on her cheeks. Drea also gave her hair a lot of volume and curls. She then applied Stella’s cosmetics. "Done." Drea clapped her fingers in front of Stella’s face as she was dozing off in the chair. With a start, Stella opened her eyes. A woman with long hair, pa
Clarence lifted his head and saw her chest. He turned serious. Was this a deliberate action by the woman? She approached him after taking the perfume, looking rather innocent. It appeared like she had no intention. "No plan? Clarence snapped. By all means required, the woman had entered the Conrad household through marriage. How could she not be guilty? Clarence asked as his eyes grew icy, "Do you want to seduce me?" She raised her head, perplexed. "What?" His eyes flicked over from her face to her chest. Upon following his gaze, she discovered that her collar had come off, exposing her cleavage. She leaned back, her hands covering her chest. Her lips quivered and she flushed. She appeared to want to talk, but she finally gave up without saying anything. Clarence embarrassed her with her actions. She felt quite self-conscious when she realized how much of her chest he had seen. It really wasn't her intention. All she wanted to do was show him the fragrance. After all, he h
Flynn gave a snort. “It's more sentimental. However, Mr. Conrad, I don't think you can comprehend that."Flynn then gave Clarence’s legs a sharp glance. Clarence stopped Joseph before he could get angry and take a stride in the direction of Flynn with his raised eyebrows. Clarence answered in a cool, collected tone while fixing his gaze on Flynn. “It's true that I don't comprehend. Furthermore, I only sleep with pure women—not ones who have been tarnished in the past—even if I wanted to." Stella struggled to hold back her gasp of dismay as she crouched behind another tree. Oh no! Was Clarence aware of her presence? Had he spoken those words on purpose to disparage her? But Flynn was not offended by Clarence’s remarks. Rather, he grinned ominously. "In fact, l wonder if Mr. Conrad is able to have sex with women at all." Joseph tightened his jaw. "Are you saying you wanna be fucked?" Flynn only gave Joseph’s statements a glance. Joseph went on. “Given the nature of your inqu
Flynn looked down at her, looking more than a little sheepish, a small smile playing on his lips. She was only able to focus on the incident involving Flynn and the girl in the garden. "No, thank you, Mr. Flynn." She turned him down as nicely as she could. Flynn gave her a displeased look. "Do you even know who I am?" "Well... The Andrew Group is extremely famous in B City, so I think everyone here knows who you are." Flynn leaned on his car's window and stared at her for a long period. "Have you been crying?" Startled by his query, she tried to grin but quickly shook her head. "No!" Flynn grinned. "When a woman exhibits her feminine traits, she is liked. Were you in the garden hiding behind the tree?" She didn't say anything, but her countenance did somewhat shift. Red in the eyes, she gave him a stubborn look. She chose to remain silent since she was unable to lie. Flynn found the whole thing fascinating. "I saw that Clarence abandoned you. Would you mind getting int
Clarence gave her a passionate kiss, his lips rather parched and icy. He gave her a firm yet domineering kiss on her velvety lips. Clarence’s kiss on her was an unknown reason to her. Why? Clarence kissed her repeatedly while holding the back of her head. His actions were impolite and appeared to be motivated by rage. Clarence wanted nothing more than to kiss her after she had left Drea's house biting her lower lip and sporting a pink lipstick. His desire increased when she entered the car and began to subtly entice him. Until he noticed Flynn holding her so close to him, he was annoyed. Clarence wanted to kiss her merely to let his frustration out. When he planted a kiss on her sleepy head, she turned to stare at him in shock. Clarence believed that she was not enjoying his kiss, which made him even more enraged. He pulled her onto his lap and put his other arm around her waist. Because she was so little, he had no trouble pulling her over and letting her sprawl in his ar
That night, Stella had a dream…. More than a month ago, she dreamed about the events of that fatal night. The man gave her a close hug and gave her a deep, eager kiss. He blew into her ear and she felt his hot breath on her neck. When she finally opened her eyes, she was so heated that she rolled over and kicked off the quilt. It was early dawn, with the open window letting in a gentle glow from the sun and the crisp morning air easing some of her tension. It has been a very long time. Why was that man still appearing in her dreams? The man was quite strong in her dream. But she was no longer able to hear his voice. Stella felt a tickle in her throat and wiped the perspiration from her forehead. She coughed a few times while covering her mouth, then realized Clarence was still asleep. She strained to get a better look at him as he lay nearby on the bed. Fortunately, Clarence remained asleep, although she tried not to cough too loudly for fear of awakening him. Still, her neck
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