The airport, City N.

While pulling out his cell phone, Clarence walked out of the exit.

Nathan followed him. After receiving a call, he walked up and whispered, “Mr. Conrad, Miss Conrad went to Mrs. Conrad’s studio tonight.”

The man creased his good-looking brows. He asked in a cold tone, “What has she done?”

“Miss Conrad took a few men from the Conrads’ Mansion and wanted to make a scene, but...”

Clarence paused and cast a glance at him, “Go on.”

Nathan immediately continued, “Mr. Carter happened to show up and stopped Miss Conrad.”

Clarence pressed his lips. When he was about to say something, a few messages popped up on his cell phone.

The latest one was sent to him by Vincent half an hour ago.

In the photo, Stella and Emmett were sitting in a restaurant, chatting and laughing as if there were nobody around.

Clarence tightened his grip on the cell phone, and his knuckles had gone pale.

Nathan tentatively called him, “Mr. Conrad?”

Clarence said in a cold tone, “Got back to the Conrads’ Mansion.”

“Yes, Mr. Conrad.”

On the way, Clarence kept staring out of the window. After a while, he asked, “How’s your investigation going? Found anything?”

When she saw the scene, only Mrs. Conrad was there alone. Hence, she didn’t know if she missed the step and fell or was pushed down. However, Miss Conrad went abroad that evening after the incident

handsome and cool features were covered

black Rolls-Royce passed through the carved

of unhappiness flashed through

had the car accident and Dempsey failed to attain his hopes, he wasn’t in the mood to maintain the thin family affection

was to take in Clarence after Justin had encountered the car

would have to put on so much effort to

deep breath. He walked out of the study with his walking

as he arrived at the door of the

and looked at Clarence, “What are

with someone for the incident that happened three

done enough to make a farce recently? You said you’ll marry the girl from the Steward family, and then you called it off. Now,

you’ve been maintaining

didn’t feel embarrassed at all. He stroked the top of the walking stick and said,

and didn’t

heard Annie yell from upstairs, “What are you doing? I dare any of you to lay a finger on me! Believe it or not.

and looked up. When he was about to say something, Clarence said in a cold

Annie stiffed.

had never expected that Clarence would come to get

her, realizing that Clarence

both her uncle and

her lower lip,

his gaze and asked unhappily, “What the heck do

His gaze passed him and fell on

slowed to him and said with hesitation, “Clar... Clarence, did

what you’ve done?” Clarence said in an arctic cold tone, “Annie Conrad, I’ve warned

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