Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

After eating, Stella felt so cozy, which she hadn’t felt so in the past few days.

Seeing that, Clarence asked, “Didn’t the Steward family feed you?”

Stella nestled on the sofa, “I don’t want to have meals with them at the same table. Otherwise, I’m afraid I would get the stomachache.”

In the past few days since she moved into the Steward’s, she basically had breakfast in the studio and went back after dinner.

She felt quite uncomfortable when staying with them in the same house, let alone having meals with them.

It would be worse than putting to death by dismembering the body.

Thinking of that, Stella said, “I love Alisa’s cooking so much. It’s far better than the takeout.”

Clarence said indifferently, “When you moved back, you can eat her dishes every day.”

Stella coughed, knowing what was in the wretched man’s mind. She didn’t follow the same topic. Instead, she said, “By the way, Charles Steward took me to the cemetery today, asking me to worship his late wife...”

“Did you worship her?”

“Nope. Guess whom I met there.”

Clarence asked, “Who?”

Stella answered, “William. What a coincidence. His friend’s graveyard was there as well.”

Clarence echoed casually, “That’s a coincidence truly.”

“I feel that William looks as if he has a lot of secrets.” Stella thought for a moment and then continued, “Since he is a businessman, he should know the current status of Steward Group clearly. But he chose to cooperate with Steward Group at this moment. I guess either he wanted to work with them for the time being to enlarge his company’s market, making Steward Group his stepping stone, or...”

Clarence’s eyes were darkened. Gazing at her, he asked, “Or what?”

Stella shook her head, “Nothing.”

She just had an idea suddenly - William also targeted Charles Steward.

For some reason, she also sensed that he might have something to do with Daniel.

next second, she felt her thoughts

in thought, Clarence flicked her forehead with his fingers, “Have you done

her forehead, looking at him unhappily. Then she wanted to send him

you still want

When I have

inspiration more important

Stella could retort him, Clarence pulled her into

her head, he whispered, “Don’t move. Sleep with me for a

heard the unconcealed tiredness

pressed her lips and decide to go

It would be much easier for

full, Stella felt sleepy at this moment as well. She yawned and slowly closed her

almost fell asleep, Clarence’s voice rang out again, “If you are free in recent two

do something important, so she

be if

Stella was speechless.

wished that she could open the wretched man’s skull to see what was in

said crossly, “I believe the possibility that you’ll be beaten to death is pretty high. Mr. Conrad, if you

“So miserable?”

what? Mr. Conrad, do you expect that Charles Steward will invite you to move in through a

with his black eyes, slightly raising his eyebrows, “When do you plan to let me

something that she didn’t want to

closed her

Clarence didn’t speak

Stella felt that her waist was

They slept rarely soundly.

...

next morning, when Sherry arrived at the door of the studio, she saw the

Didn’t you bring the

to stop and

followed her finger and gaped.

“It’s still early. You haven’t had breakfast yet, have you? Go grab something to eat. It’s all on me. You can eat

the girls were gone, Sherry immediately pulled out her cell phone

in the office and forgotten to take it out. Besides,