"Assistant Radomil, this dress was personally picked by Mr. Conrad." Joseph had no choice but to speak up. "What?" When she looked at Clarence , he snarled and for the first time, avoided looking into her eyes, "I picked it?” “How come I'm unaware of this?" "Fine, I picked it, sorry, Assistant Radomil." As a subordinate, Joseph could only act as though he knew nothing about Clarence’s attitude toward Stella, even though he did not fully comprehend it. "Go now." Only when Clarence reminded Stella did she move forward to push his wheelchair. Together, the three of them entered the elevator. They soon arrived at the location of the banquet. On the way, though, she focused on the road's landscape and failed to locate the lake Clarence had mentioned. He had tricked her! There was absolutely no lake. Stella shoved him forward violently, thinking of this, saying, "You lied to me again. I failed to notice the water." Clarence heard the remarks and had to utter the word "idiot."
Like innumerable heavy clouds, the blackness overcame her. People became stuffy and nearly died from their heartbeats, nearly suffocating. But Clarence eliminated this ailment of hers with ease today. "I'm sorry...." The only thing Stella could say to apologize was, "It seems like I'll give you trouble if this goes on.” "How come? Do you wish to outpace a retreat? You only come as a female companion these days. You also want to withdraw if you go to Mrs. Conrad's class?" How come? The last sentence bewildered Stella a little bit, and she was unable to gather herself. “By attending as Mrs. Conrad in the future," what did he mean? Did they intend to file for divorce? Clarence recognized what he'd said just as she froze. He scowled a little and gave her a quick look. Again, the woman was in a stupor. Did the woman consider what he had just said? Clarence got agitated for no apparent reason and asked, "Did you hear me?" Once she regained consciousness, Stella nodded stupidly
"Respect?" Flynn scoffed and cast an utterly contemptuous glance at Jaden, asking, "Did I hear it right? Did you truly say to an assistant to show respect? Perhaps you have a negative thought running through your mind." Glancing at Flynn, Jaden scowled and said, "How can you talk like that?" "Since Mr. Gil doesn't want to do it, step aside." Flynn winked at a few individuals who were standing behind him, and they moved forward to encircle her. Stella turned her face to Gerald and looked. "Mr. Flynn, what do you mean by that?" "Little assistant, how dare you ask me what I mean?" scoffed Flynn. “Don't blame me for being impolite; you came here on your own." When Stella realized she was in danger, she tried to yell, but the man behind her grabbed her by the back of her neck with his hand. Stella dropped to the floor, rolling her eyes. Jaden went up to hold her, but no one caught her, and then scowled at Flynn. "Mr. Andrew , what are you doing?" M Flynn gave him a gloomy look
Clarence’s voice sounded as if it were being forced from his teeth, and his eyes were icy. "You dare!" "Now that I'm infertile, what else do you think I dare not do?" Flynn said. “Though I may have dared you in the past, do you think I will be terrified now?” The instant the words came out, Flynn hung up the phone. Clarence made the snap decision to "run over and send someone over to rescue her, and immediately lock the location of this cell phone number." "Yes!" Without hesitation, Joseph pulled out his smartphone and pushed Clarence out of the dinner area. *** Beside the bed, there was a big bowl of medication; the woman was still unconscious. With a poisoned look, Flynn said, "Give her the medicine." "Yes, Mr. Andrew!" After receiving the command, the man brusquely opened Stella’s mouth and began to pour medication into it. Stella was coughing violently, covering her throat, and was choked awake. Unconsciously raising her hand, she accidentally knocked over the m
Suddenly, the heat rose and permeated every part of her body. Stella’s face and ears were scorching from the heat and congestion in her head. She was no longer able to remain here. She needed to leave this place. She was only able to bite her bottom lip, and the agony momentarily pulled her back to awareness. Without delay, she stood up and went outdoors. But the medicine had such potency. Half a bowl was filled with it for her. Would she pass away here today? She just realized that her mouth was gushing blood and that her entire body hurt when she bit her bottom lip. She was tugged by a large, icy hand as she attempted to get off the toilet. She yelled and shook his hand almost reflexively, "Fuck off!!" Clarence grimaced as he cast a cold, hard glance at Stella. She had a warm body. Despite the drug's potency, she is still able to fling off his hand and maintain awareness. Clarence was taken aback by it. He looked shocked and his eyes widened when Stella raised her head. Her l
On the terrace… "Mr. Flynn, is it really ok we did that?" Flynn’s assistant had to inquire, "After all, if we offend the Conrad family, it will suffer in B City." "He's just a cripple, huh? I began from the beginning many years ago. Does he warrant my fear?" Flynn scoffed. Flynn actually had a history of having sex with attractive women, so he was not prepared to endure this at the hands of a helper. He possessed reason. Even in his anger, he wouldn't offend the Conrad family because of their reputation. However, he saw Clarence as a cripple. Naturally, a self-made man detested those second generation rich people. Clarence was nothing without the Conrad family's reputation, so this time he would make sure Clarence learned his lesson. He had realized that Clarence had no intention of offending Greg, and since he had the presidency, Jude would assume the role in the event of a major dispute. What was the cripple capable of at that point? "Mr. Andrew , although Clarence was S
Clarence , like an ancient machine, undid his buttons. Stella partly opened her eyes and studied it silently. They were out of breath. Clarence abruptly sprang up from the wheelchair and held Stella up after unfastening the final button. The Bewildered Stella did not stop to consider how a man with a disability could get out of his wheelchair all of a sudden. She was brought into the bedroom and laid down on the plush bed. A thick, sweaty body crushed against her as her head touched the pillow. His hands were hot on her waist, and there was a strong smell of his all around her. "Permit me to ask you one final question. Are you certain?" Stella"....." "No regrets?" With his thin lip resting on her upper lip, he squinted and drew nearer to her, whispering, "Do you know who I am? If not, I won't assist you.” Stella remained silent. "Huh?" "Who am I?" He asked as he lifted her up and undid the button on her butt. "Er..." she opened her eyes and met the man's gaze with re
Standing in front of the mirror, she gave her a disbelieving look. Her neck bore several strong streaks of purple and green. She was no stranger to such traces. But only once. That was the soggy evening after her recent divorce from Shawn. That weird man had stolen her virginity. She tried to take a bath after running screaming from her house and discovered several kisses on her neck. Similar to how it is right now... After being surprised for almost a full ten seconds, she abruptly lowered her head and looked. True enough, her advertisement body was covered in marks. She was lost in thought. How could she have forgotten? Flynn gave her a medication last night while the room was lighted with incense. She was so preoccupied with whether Clarence had been drugged that she failed to recognize that she had. She was unable to recall the remainder. Clarence, however, lacked power. She lost control of her shaking and collapsed on the ground. "Mrs. Conrad, what's the matter?" Nann