Stella opened the car door and stumbled when she got out of the car. She managed to stand still by holding the door.

She said weakly without strength, “Is Mr. Conrad thinking about which location is the most appropriate to kill and bury a corpse.”

Clarence was speechless.

He dusted off his cigarette ash and turned his head to look at her, “I originally wanted to give you a gift but it seems like you don’t need it.”

Stella said, “If you send me home, it will be the best gift for me.”

Finally, she added two words, “Thank you.”

Clarence said, “But since you and Emmett went home together, I don’t intend to give you the gift anymore.”

“Okay.”

Stella replied perfunctorily. Before she wanted to get in the car, the wretched man’s unhurried voice rang out again, “Evelyn’s son lives here.”

Hearing this, Stella’s movements stopped instantaneously.

Her reaction was completely expected by Clarence.

He stubbed out the cigarette, “It looks like you really don’t need it, let’s go then.”

Stella was speechless.

She suddenly said, “Hold on.”

Clarence looked at her and raised his eyebrows without a trace.

Stella said seriously, “Mr. Conrad drank wine just now, right. You can’t drive. Why don’t we find a place to sit and wait for Mr. Lance to come back.”

Clarence’s arm casually rested on the car. He turned his head and raised his chin at her.

Stella looked in the direction he was looking at and saw that Nathan was smiling at her.

“…”

She quickly found another excuse, “I’m a little drunk. I want to get some air. Mr. Conrad, go back yourself, just give me back my phone.”

“I don’t see which part of you is drunk.”

Stella said seriously, “I’m always like this when I’m drunk, others can’t tell.”

Clarence apparently remembered something. His thin lips curled and there was an obvious smile in his eyes, “Is that so.”

“Of course!”

around the bush with her,

knew the wretched man would be

a moment without saying

not in a hurry. He slowly waited

gave up and said directly,

“Verbal words don’t count.”

phone then, Mr. Conrad, I’ll send

lack your red

should just directly say

Clarence said slowly, “Come.”

at him cautiously and

so far away from me,

knew that she would fall into his trap if she continued to go forward. She reacted in time, “Forget it, I’m

she spoke, when she turned around and wanted to leave, her wrist

she fell into

come over by yourself

actually still can come out with a

around her waist. Stella struggled several times but their bodies got

to this point, she simply gave up and said, “Can Mr. Conrad tell

New

Conrad really think that I’m

his eyes to stare at her, “Are you

referring to the matter that he asked people to send flowers to Emmett’s house. She barely smiled and said, “Is there any use for me to be angry, will Mr. Conrad think about your

“No.”

why does Mr. Conrad say

on a day like today, no

“Does Mr. Conrad still need my forgiveness, isn’t Mr.

“Shut up.”

got irritated, “Is this your attitude to beg

the one that is begging others’ forgiveness

Stella said, “Oh.”

carried away and got

what, what exactly

good to be angry at such a

These words were

“Okay, fine, then can Mr. Conrad

“You’re not angry anymore?”

“Yes!”

in front of

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