Although Clarence looked displeased and exuded a cold aura, this didn’t dampen their cheerful moods and the private room was prevailed by a delightful atmosphere.

Stella picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Clarence. When Clarence prepared to take the cake, she suddenly wiped the cream on the corner of his lip, “Why do you always have a poker face? Smile.”

Clarence grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms and whispered into her ear, “Didn’t you say we’re going to have a date?”

Stella smiled and blinked at him, “Isn’t this a date?”

“A date is an activity between two persons.”

Stella pushed him, “All right. Don’t go too far. They come here to celebrate your birthday, not to quarrel with you.”

Clarence slightly raised his brows, “Do you prepare a birthday gift for me?”

His voice sounded husky and attractive.

Stella was lost for words.

Her face uncontrollably turned red as she replied in a low voice, “I… I haven’t decided on the gift. Let’s talk about this after coming home.”

When Sherry and the others saw this scene, they quietly distanced themselves from them.

When Stella, Sherry and Winnie came to the toilet, Channing walked to Clarence with a gloomy face, “I want to ask you a question.”

Clarence tapped his knees with his slender fingers and said in a flat tone, “I know what you want to ask me. It’s useless to tell you about this. I will solve the problem in one week.”

“So they were really…”

Channing suddenly realized that other people were also present, especially Daniel, who sat in a corner, acting as if nothing was on his mind yet leaning his body towards them so that he could hear their conversation more clearly.

Channing saw the news about the fire in the apartment on the Internet several days ago. He went to the apartment later and found although the things were all remained in the apartment, Dolores and the baby were nowhere to be found.

Channing called Maxwell, but the latter just gave him an inexplicit explanation.

He had a hunch that something bad must have happened.

Therefore, he came to today’s birthday party with the purpose to ask Clarence about this matter personally.

Channing knitted his brows tightly and slightly pressed his lips together.

nudged Vincent, suggesting him

the wine,

Channing asked, “Will they

“Yes.”

else. He turned around and

Daniel hurriedly followed behind

the silence, “What… What’s going

found the man who gave Maxwell’s photo to that extra actress. He’s Dempsey’s trusted subordinate. I guess we can’t find out

should

by a layer of ice, “Even if he wants to keep it confidential strictly, we will find a

subconsciously shivered when he heard

family since childhood and the family was full of intrigues against each other. Especially after taking control of the Conrad Group, if Clarence was not tough in doing things, he would have

forces of the Conrads consecutively, Donald had never such an expression

you still plan not to tell Stella about

of silence, he spoke, “Do you think she would still hold the

grievance and said, “You can’t say this. After all, it was me who put forward

askance

In the toilet…

towards Winnie gossipingly, “What’s going on between you

while washing her hand, “What do you

of food and put it on your plate. Something must have happened

also put a piece of food onto your

Sherry stammered, “Er…”

happened between us. Moreover, he’s still a university student and he’s six years younger than me.

frowned and pondered it for

I remember the heroine is also several years older than the hero. But I

and Sherry were

had uttered the words, Stella could only

I’m also addicted to the love between a woman and a younger man. What’s the

“I will

great. I feel boring as I can’t find a

her mouth,

have a try with him? After all, as the old saying goes, don’t let one’s fertile water flow into others’ fields. Actually, if it wasn’t that I and Channing are so familiar with each other that I was like his sister since childhood,

Stella was rendered speechless.

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