"Why should he?" Clarence was chilly in his speech. She frowned slightly and could not figure it out, "If he was the one who advocated the marriage, then why didn't he reveal it if he found out that I was not Jenna?" "Heh. Was your brain born to be a poseur?" Clarence asked her, looking at her like a foolish fool. "I..... Do you have to say that?" he asked. "Is it necessary?" Stella "In your eyes, am I a vain, deep-hearted and brainless woman?" Clarence scoffed, pulling at his lips, saying, "You know yourself well." When she heard this, she balled her fist and forced herself to look at him. So how is it possible for a lady with a big heart to be stupid? Clarence, it seems like you're speaking incoherently." Clarence’s eyes narrowed and his eyelids jumped. This fucking woman! Abruptly, he looked up, his hard eyes glaring at her. "Say it again?" His abruptly hard glare stunned her , making her shoulders shrink reflexively, but her eyes met him with unwavering resolve.
What was it she desired? Stella’s greatest desire is to have a normal life with her spouse, raise two adorable children, and enjoy a long and happy retirement. However, after Shawn had an affair, the mistress became pregnant. Additionally, she was compelled to wed Clarence , who detested her. This was the realization that her goals were unachievable. Her eyes calmed down from their struggle, as though she had given up on her objective. "Whatever." At that point, she gave up trying and allowed Clarence to hold her. Naturally, the prey ought to be tough, and a tenacious life was fascinating. Clarence’s urge to taunt her vanished at the abrupt release of her arms, and he pushed her away with a chilly expression. Stella slowly stood and gave him a perplexed glance. He wanted to embarrass her right now, but he gave up now? "Go to the company." Clarence said with a detached tone. Joseph came running to help him get into the car. Joseph called Stella after noticing she was still sta
She then went with them. Similar circumstances occurred in her former position when her supervisor asked her to resolve a challenging contract and the opposing side declined to meet with her. The boss of the opposing party needed to be personally approached, but he avoided her. Consequently, she followed him, showing up where he did, until eventually the boss consented to give her an opportunity. Stella was determined not to let the opportunity pass her by, so she assisted the business in signing the contract right away. Following Clarence to a villa, she became aware that she had been here previously. When she was having a checkup at the hospital, all of a sudden, a bunch of people entered, knocked her unconscious, and dragged her away. She saw Clarence d when she woke up. Did she and the other two women share a similar situation? Clarence battered the expectant women; why? When she realized they had to get out of the car, she motioned for the driver to stop, then silently foll
Clarence’s eyes struck her body with the sharpness of a knife. For a time she could not think of anything to say. Thus, unable to articulate her thoughts or speak, she could only bite her bottom lip and gaze at Clarence. He squinted just a little bit. His fingers delicately touched the wheelchair's metal bracket and he said, "It seems like you won't explain?" She bit her bottom lip more obstinately. "Assistant Radomil, how did you follow me here?" Though Joseph was somewhat aback to see her here, he was actually rather pleased. Was Assistant Radomil's knowledge of Mr. Conrad a source of jealousy? Joseph couldn't help but look at Clarence as he considered this. When Joseph saw him tightly frowning and his body temperature dropping shockingly low, that's when he put his odd thoughts away. "I'll just act like I didn't know it because you won't explain. Handle her how you ought to." Clarence wheeled around in his wheelchair after saying that, and Joseph just looked. "Mr. Conrad...
Fearing that he wouldn't be able to stop his heart from pounding even after dodging the punch, Joseph covered his chest in astonishment and said, "Mr. Conrad, if you kill me, there will be no one to work for you." Clarence scoffed at the words as he heard them. "It doesn't matter." Joseph felt numerous arrows in his chest, hurt, "Mr. Conrad, I have worked for you for so long, are you heartless?" Clarence : "Go away, please!" It was too awful to see a large man pretend to be attractive. With a sigh, Joseph spun around. He abruptly pivoted back, thinking, "By the way, Mr. Conrad, what about Assistant Radomil?" Clarence remembered the woman with the obstinate eyes after hearing the words. She failed to explain to him why he ought to be interested in her. "Whatever." Clarence had a crisp, toneless voice that lacked warmth. After pausing briefly, Joseph said, "Really? Radomil, the assistant, is expecting." Clarence clenched his teeth and raised his eyebrows, asking, "Since when
The sound of keys clattering was particularly loud in the still night. Subsequently, the door opened. There were two individuals in the shadows. "Assistant Radomil?" Gazing about the dimly lit room, Joseph pulled out his phone and activated the flashlight. The room came to life for a brief period. Clarence then noticed a tiny figure hunching over in the corner, her head buried and her hands gripping her knees. She resembled a coiled cat. Her hair fell from the hair band and tangled, obscuring her face and ears as it hung unkemptly over both shoulders. Clarence was touched, for some reason, by the hopelessness and iciness that radiated from her. What was happening? Clarence sounded displeased and scowled. "What's wrong with her?" After hearing the question, Joseph finally moved forward and asked, "Assistant Radomil?" She just sat there, not moving or responding. "Radomil , Assistant? assistant Radomil ?" Joseph kept calling her because he was afraid that she had not mov
within the medical facility. The doctor finished inspecting Stella and turned to Clarence , "She should be in shock." Clarence’s eyes grew narrow. How could she be in shock when she had been in the room? He recalled the pitch-black scene from his visit to the villa. Could it be that she was terrified of the darkness? "She ought to have been so terrified that she became sucked into her own delusion, so...Joseph stared oddly at her laying on the hospital bed, and stated doubtfully, "It is common for people to be terrified of darkness, but, would she be like this? Is there something wrong with her physique, doctor?" "No, aside from low blood pressure, there was nothing unusual; yet, physical quality is not very excellent. I take it that she is expecting?” “This was not how she was supposed to be scared. She appears to be having an abortion, and if this continues, it could result in a miscarriage at any time." "But doctor, why exactly is she like this?" Joseph explained the cir
"Mr. Conrad, according to the materials, Assistant Radomil was once abducted and sold when she was small." Clarence just so happened to notice the location that Joseph was referring to as his comments rang out. "Assistant Radomil was kept alone in a tiny, dim room since she was not like the other kids. According to the authorities, she was left alone in the room for three days without food or water, and nobody ever visited her." Clarence’s palm clenched silently at this. "The traffickers entered three days later and physically assaulted her. Assistant Radomil was critically ill and needed a lengthy period of time to recover when the police discovered her." Joseph hesitated here, his words coming out, "At that time, Assistant Radomil was only four or five years old." Clarence had the impression that something had smashed into his heart, crumpling the contents into a ball. "Mr. Conrad, are you all right?" Joseph reminded him. Clarence’s gaze shifted at the word and focused o
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