Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

The two probably didn’t expect her to mention Mr. Steward suddenly, and even at that say the name directly. They were a little flabbergasted for a while, but she was still a woman after all. If she really knew someone of such extraordinary status, they wouldn’t have been here drinking and saving people.

It was a bluff at best.

One person said, “Don’t use Mr. Steward’s name to scare us. He won’t care about people like you at all. If you still want us to help you, show some sincerity.”

“What you said is interesting. Once Charles brings out his people, I doubt any of you will dare to fight. A group of grown men falling down to the extent of harassing a woman just for amusement, are you guys not afraid that in the future your wives and daughters can also show up at such dinner parties?”

The two men were angered by her words and one of them instantly replied with a cold face, “Don’t be ignorant of others kindness. She came to us herself. No one forced her. Don’t you know who am I! Show me some respect!”

At this moment, a low sneering voice came from behind them, “I was wondering who is being so loud here, it turned out to be Mr. Bernard!”

Armand Bernard, a deputy director, turned around looking impatient, “You can… Mr…. Mr. Conrad…”

Clarence stood there staring at him, looking tall and stern.

Armand’s expressions changed slightly. He explained with an apologetic smile, “I didn’t know that you were having dinner here too, Mr. Conrad. I didn’t mean to incur any ridicule on you. These two are family members of Steward Group’s employees. As you know there has been a little problem within the Steward group lately, it was related to these people. As a matter of fact, Mr. Steward just cleared up this mess and left but unexpectedly the family members came running to intercede and plea for leniency. How can I agree to their terms, you see, I also have no way…”

He implied that this was the internal matter of the Steward Group and had nothing to do with Clarence, hoping that he would leave it alone.

Clarence smiled deeply, “Listening to your words, Mr. Bernard, one might think I am being nosy.”

“Not at all, Mr. Conrad. It is just that this matter is really troublesome. After all, it is hard to deal with women.”

“I understand what you are trying to say, Mr. Bernard. But I am very curious about something.”

Armand said hurriedly, “Mr. Conrad, please ask away.”

Clarence paused for a moment and then said slowly, “When did my wife become a family member of an employee of Steward Group?”

it was wrapped in an obvious layer of

They both whipped around to look at Stella in unison and broke into cold sweat, “Mr…. Mr. Conrad, this is a misunderstanding. I didn’t know that this person

stammered at ‘I’ for a long time, his legs trembling as if made of

social media account to snap at the person who had cursed out his ex-wife. It was something everyone knew about already and it was enough to show how much he doted

relations between the Steward group and Conrad group were already tense. If they offended Clarence and involved the Conrad group into it, then they were going

aware is not considered guilty. As long as you kneel down and apologize to my

widened suddenly,

not

legs felt so soft that he almost couldn’t help but kneel

deeply, “I am just joking. Mr. Bernard, you didn’t take it seriously,

and managed to smile gratefully, “Mr. Conrad, you have a big heart, naturally you won’t

me. I don’t have the final

again. This time his smile felt a little more fake flattery than sincerity, “Mrs. Conrad, what happened just now was really a misunderstanding. I apologize, please forgive me for

dull, “No need. I

“Then, look…”

much wine did she drink just now? Stella’s gaze swept over the two of them, “How much did everyone drank at your

if one enjoyed

“Yes, yes. It is as you said,

way to know how much their table had actually drunk, nor would he have the time to continuously keep an eye at them while they drank, so when the time came it would just be a matter of drinking a couple of

Clarence to call a passing waiter over, “Go to private parlor number three with these two, ask the manager to watch them drink all the wine in the parlor

Armand and said leisurely, “Thank you, Mr. Bernard, for giving me the honor. All of those wines my collection that I

shocked,

me for

for the wrong occasion, Stella would

to admit that the wretched man was really sassy. The way he played with those two

also hurried over. Stella took the opportunity to hand