Sherry’s intuition told her that Clarence meant her. Looking at Stella, she asked, “Stella, what
happened?”
Stella’s mind was messy. “Nothing, I...”
Clarence snorted. After withdrawing his gaze, he strode away.
Stella wished she could kill this wretched man! He had raised the suspicion by a few words. Then he
turned around and left.
Sherry wasn’t a fool. Thinking about Clarence’s words, Jolie’s provocation, and Liam’s unreasonable
behaviors, she also recalled Stella’s reminder earlier...
Sherry calmed down right away. “Stella, please show me the video.”
Liam was the one who got panicked first. He had never expected that Stella had a video recorded as
the key evidence. In a hurry, he pulled Sherry. “Babe, let’s go home...”
Sherry shook his hands off with strength. “Don’t touch me!”
Smiling at him, she said, “You look so nervous now. I don’t think I must watch the video. Do you want to
confess yourself or shall I find the bitch and ask you two to confront?”
“Babe, it’s not like what you think. I have nothing to do with her. I just...”
“I know. You just couldn’t control your private party, could you? Liam, awesome! How dare you cheat on
me!”
“Please listen...”
Sherry took a deep breath and said coldly, “Fuck off now! Or I’ll spread your affair to everyone you
know. You’ll be so fired!”
Liam gritted his teeth and made a decision quickly.
After he was gone, Stella whispered, “Sherry...”
Sherry looked over at her and Horace. She forced a smile. “No worries. I’m fine. It’s a good thing for me
to know who he is so that I...”
Stella knew what she wanted to say. Recently, Sherry had been expecting to marry Liam.
Sherry added, “I’ll go home now. I need to pack Liam Keith’s stuff as soon as possible. Horace, could
you send Stella home, please?”
“Sure.”
Stella pulled her. “Sherry, please let me stay with you.”
“No, thanks, Stella.” Sherry smiled. “I was just cheated on. It’s not a big deal. You should go home and
go to bed early. I can handle it myself.”
After finishing her words, she trotted away while waving at them.
Stella could see that her eyes were reddened.
Horace comforted her, “No worries, Stella. She’ll be fine.”
Stella nodded, but couldn’t utter any word.
She was one of the witnesses of the love between Sherry and Liam. She had never expected that they
would end up like this.
Right then, Horace’s phone started ringing. It was a call from Annie, who failed to find him anywhere.
With a frown, Horace hung it up immediately.
Stella returned to her senses and said, “Horace, you don’t need to send me home. I can go home
myself.”
“But, Stella...”
Stella smiled. “Gotta go. Bye.”
Horace was about to catch up with her, but his phone rang again. While he pulled the phone to check,
Stella had stepped into the elevator.
...
Nathan was standing in the yard of the restaurant. Seeing Stella, he walked up to her. “Good evening,
Ms. Radomil.”
“Where is your Mr. Conrad?”
Noticing her murderous look, Nathan secretly took a step back. “Mr. Conrad is waiting for you in the
car.”
Stella headed to the most prominent Rolls Royce without looking back.
Sitting in the car, Clarence was lowering his head and reading through documents. Although the rear
door was open, he didn’t look up at the person who got in.
Stella glared at him for a few seconds, bent over, and sat in. She smashed the door close.
Clarence frowned slightly, looking up at her in anger.
“Mr. Conrad, I know you always do whatever you want without caring about others’ feelings. Were you
kind of nosy just now?”
Clarence closed the documents in front of him calmly and asked in a light tone, “Are you here to
question me?”
Stella sneered. “No, I’m not. Mr. Conrad, I just believe when you don’t know others quite well, you
shouldn’t have casually...”
Clarence was not in the mood to listen to her. He interrupted her, “I thought you came here to explain
why you haven’t eaten for two days and washed your hair for a week.”
Stella was choked up.
She had almost forgotten about this matter.
Immediately, she didn’t look so arrogant. She made an excuse casually, “I haven’t eaten for two days,
so I came out for dinner.”
Clarence snorted. “Stella, do you think I’m that stupid?”
After a short moment of silence, Stella said, “I’ll move tomorrow.”
“Go now.”
“But it’s so late now...”
“Has it impacted your date with Horace Keith?”
The wretched man’s tone was aggressive.
Stella didn’t admit to being defeated. “Exactly.”
As soon as she answered, the temperature in the Rolls Royce dropped instantly. Nathan, who was
standing ten meters away from the car, couldn’t help but shiver.
Probably it was because a pregnant woman had a higher body temperature, Stella didn’t feel anything
unusual.
She asked boldly, “May I leave now? I’m still on my date.”
Clarence asked in a cold tone, “Have you admitted it?”
“What?”
“You divorced me because you want to be with Horace Keith.”
Stella was startled for a moment and answered, “If you believed so, I can’t do anything about it.”
While the atmosphere in the car became tenser and tenser, Phoebe walked out of the restaurant.
Noticing that Clarence’s car was parked here, she saw his assistant was waiting aside as well.
Seeing her, Nathan slightly nodded at her. “Good evening, Miss Steward.”
Phoebe glanced at the black Rolls Royce. “Is Clarence in?”
“Yes, he is.”
“Good. I happen to want to ask him about something.”
When Phoebe took a step forward, Nathan stopped her. “Miss Steward, please wait for a moment. Mr.
and Mrs. Conrad were talking.”
“Mrs. Conrad?” Phoebe creased her pretty brows. Shortly, she understood whom he referred to.
“Haven’t they got divorced?”
Nathan didn’t know how to explain Mr. Conrad’s unpredictable thoughts. When he was thinking about
how he should answer, the rear door of the Rolls Royce was opened.
Looking at Stella’s receding figure, Phoebe pressed her lips slightly. Subconsciously, she clenched her
fingers into fists.
They had divorced already. She wondered why Stella would still pester Clarence.
Was it because...
Phoebe recalled that she had encountered Stella in the hospital, her eyes darkened.
If Stella got pregnant after marrying Clarence and the baby’s father was him, Phoebe believed that she
was quite a scheming woman.
Since she could force Clarence to marry her with the excuse of being pregnant three years ago, she
would require him for more things now, wouldn’t she?
Nathan said, “Excuse me, Miss Steward. Please wait for a moment. I’ll inform Mr. Conrad that...”
“No, thanks,” Phoebe refused with a smile. “It’s not something quite important. I just found that I’ve left
my belonging upstairs. I have to go back.”
Nathan felt she was quite weird, but he didn’t insist. He said, “Okay. Bye, Miss Steward.”
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