Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

In the private room…

The temperature plummeted when Clarence entered the private room.

The whole room was shrouded in an oppressive aura.

A person at the gambling table asked, “What’s wrong with Mr. Conrad?”

Vincent took a glance at the man who was sitting on the sofa and drinking wine alone, “Maybe he was bit again.”

“…”

Another person said, “Oh, is he so unruly in bed? But I haven’t heard that Mr. Conrad has a woman.”

Vincent smiled, yet he didn’t reply.

Right at this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open. The woman who bit Mr. Conrad walked into the room.

Vincent looked up and felt a bit surprised when seeing Stella. He didn’t expect that Clarence could bring her here.

Wasn’t the two of them in dichotomy?

Stella’s eyes met with Vincent’s in the air. She slightly nodded at him as a kind of greeting.

Then she walked towards Clarence and sat down beside him.

Vincent raised his brows and shifted his gaze.

Right at this moment, a person asked, “Who’s she? She’s so beautiful. Is she a model or a entertainer in Mr. Conrad’s company?”

Vincent replied calmly while shuffling the cards, “Mr. Conrad’s ex-wife.”

Everyone was shocked.

Rumor had it that Clarence detested his ex-wife and they finally divorced. Why were they together again?

Clarence was still drinking wine calmly at a corner. He didn’t say anything.

Stella also remained silent.

Anyway, he simply requested her to accompany him to this gambling party, but he didn’t tell her what she should do.

the men around him were all dandies from rich families. She felt curious. Would this gambling partly help the projects that were affected by this

became more and more suspicious of it, Clarence’s voice sounded, “Do you want to

towards Clarence. In the dim light, she couldn’t see his face

was stunned for a while, but she came back to her sense soon,

to hear the man’s chuckle in the darkness. Clarence picked up his glass and gulped down the wine. His

the glass and

was walking over, a man stood up, “Mr. Conrad, please sit here. I happen to have something

him, “This position is quite unlucky today.

it unluckier than

Vincent was rendered speechless.

he so irritable

were so

around the table reached a consensus – Mr. Conrad is in a bad mood now, so we’d

Vincent had said just now,

cards and tilted his head to

walked over and said after hesitating for a short while, “I don’t know

after a short while of silence, “Nor

give her hard-earning money to

Clarence was rendered speechless.

a philanthropist. Recently, he increased the greening rate of the

finish his words, he felt a cold

now, “But I really don’t know

in a calm voice, “Aren’t you so capable? How could it be possible you’re

to him, coughed

criticized indiscriminately

late if

past, Stella would have started a quarrel with him. But this time, she kept reminding herself that she was here to solve the

was about to lose temper, Clarence finally said something that wasn’t annoying, “Let me teach

with a nasal sound

a gambler, Stella show no interest in gambling since childhood. She didn’t understand the pleasure

emotionless robot during the whole process and she

on

atmosphere around the gambling table became more and more exciting. But Stella felt sleepier and

“Play that card.”

She picked

and dry and Stella felt it burning the moment he grabbed her. Her sleepiness was all gone instantly and she subconsciously wanted