Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

On the way back to her studio, Stella walked quite carefully. Her intuition told her that someone was falling her all the way.

Fortunately, it was the daytime, and the person wasn’t so bold. Hence, she was only followed instead of getting any other harm.

After something happened to her studio and Channing, Stella became more alert than she used to be.

As soon as she arrived at the studio, she informead Channing, Sherry, and the two employees, asking them to be careful recently and better not to go out alone.

Upon hearing it, Sherry couldn’t help but cursed, “It must be Phoebe Steward again! That bitch is so hypocritical and disgusting! After such an incident, she still wants to harm you. Phew!”

Stella said, “No matter who’s behind it, he or she must have an evil intention. We all must be careful.”

After finishing her words, Stella turned around, only to find that Channing was frowning slightly and looking quite angry.

She asked, “Chan, what are you thinking about?”

Channing was bought back to his senses by her question, “Nothing. Stella, you should tell me if you want to go out from now on. I’ll accompany you.”

Stella smiled, “All right. It’s not that exaggerating. As long as we pay some attention, your school is open soon, and you should be careful as well. I don’t hope the thing last time would happen again.”

Channing didn’t speak. His thin lips parted a bit, but he didn’t utter any word.

In the evening, when Stella was about to close the studio door, Sherry poked her with her own elbow, “Stella, please leave the rest to me. The capitalist is here to pick you up.”

Stella was speechless.

She looked back, only to find the familiar Rolls-Royce was parked at the door of the studio.

Stella coughed, “Just ignore him.”

Sherry said, “You don’t need to be so polite to me. Hurry up and go. You have the guts to make him wait, but I don’t.”

Stella was pushed and dragged by Sherry out of the studio.

car open, Clarence was on the phone. He turned to cast her a

hurry. She pulled out her

Clarence hung up the phone. He asked, “What do you want to have for

I’m not so picky as

raised his eyebrows, driving towards a

was pulled over

to the VIP box on the second floor. They heard noises from the box next door. Stella paused her steps and looked

have the time to find the garbage can before vomiting at the corner. Men’s laughter was heard in

“Are you good at drinking or not? If not, don’t

pretended to scold him, “What are you talking about? What a waste if you only

others let out some teasing laughter with

It sounded quite disgusting.

box looked down upon her and even had some nasty intentions on her, she had to hold back her anger, “Misters, I’ve drunk the liquor. For the thing that

rush? It’s still too early. Come on in. Let’s go on

scene, her wrist was grabbed. She was dragged into the box. Clarence said, “What’s so fun about the scene? They are just a few booze bags, but they don’t know they are also

at him,

are working for Steward Group.” Clarence lowered his head to check the time on his wristwatch, “If you

“Let’s eat here.”

Stella

you like the

are quite

a bit unhappy, “Then, don’t you like

said crossly, “Mr. Conrad, can

have dinner with him, she could go home directly. Why would she have

the tableware in her

“Leave your bag

“I’m not escaping.”

take her bag to the restaurant, either. She was

by the box next door, she purposely paused for a few seconds, only to