Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After entering the bar, Stella walked straight to the bar counter and asked for a glass of wine.

As soon as she sat down, someone immediately came over and hit on her, “Beauty, you’re alone?”

Stella replied while smiling, “Yeah.”

The man said, “It’s a fate for us to meet each other. Let me buy you a drink.”

As he said, he snapped his finger at the bartender, “Give this beauty a blue margarita.”

After his words were uttered, an upright figure appeared beside him, “Since you love to treat others to something so much, why don’t you buy me a drink also, I’m also alone.”

The man was speechless.

This person was crazy, right.

Clarence leaned against the bar and blocked him from seeing Stella. His slender fingers were tapping on the countertop, “What, you have sexism?”

The man smiled awkwardly and patted his shoulder, “Buddy, how can you say like that, alright, since it’s New Year, let’s drink and I’ll just treat it as I’m making friends with you, what do you want to drink? Order it.”

Clarence said, “Then I’ll really order whatever I want.”

After he finished his words, he looked at the bartender, “A glass of Louis XIII.”

The bartender was stunned and he said, “Sir, Louis XIII is not available to be sold to a person.”

“I know, open a six-litre one, I want a glass of it. For the rest, this gentleman will treat the other guests in the bar to drink.”

The man’s face stiffened so much and it was contorted. He said in displeasure, “Buddy, you’re looking for trouble, right?”

Louis XIII was France’s top brandy and a few hundred millimetres of it cost more than ten thousand yuan, let alone six litres, which cost at least a few hundred thousand yuan.

Even he himself had never had a sip. Wasn’t this very obvious that he was deliberately tricking him?

Clarence spoke indifferently, “You can’t afford it? If you can’t afford it, don’t try to keep up appearances.”

When the man was just about to get angry, he pulled out a black card from his wallet and handed it to the bartender, “Open a bottle, it’s my treat for this gentleman.”

again, “There are some things that are beautiful and only can be desired but not attainable. Stopping in time to

without even blinking and ask the bartender to open a bottle of

great temperament and knew that this was a game for rich people.

bartender warily took the black card, “Si…sir, we don’t

same

“Alright.”

black card, he heaved

for so long and had seen many rich dudes. But, he had never met someone who opened a six-litre bottle of Louis XIII

if he still had

played with her phone

the bartender brought

took a sip. Among sweetness and the astringent taste, she felt it was a little

drank such strong wine

go home but she could not hold back her anger. So, she finished the glass of wine bit

was because the air here was too stuffy or because

took a look at the clock. It

felt a little dizzy.

Spring Festival Gala, the one tonight is so boring…Are you still at Emmett’s house?

the bar. I can’t take a cab. I’ll send you an address, you come and fetch

I’m going

heard some movements on the other end of the phone, followed by an indifferent male voice, “She

said half of the sentence, Sherry was already able to figure out the whole sentence. It should almost be like, “She is with me, if

drank at night so I can’t

said this sentence seriously and

…

looking at Clarence, “Give me back my

Clarence, however, calmly put her phone into his pants

Stella was speechless.

does

it if I say

puzzled after drinking, she still could keenly

no need for

her teeth, “Isn’t Mr. Conrad willing to ignore me,

just let you have enough time to think about