Although the decision was made, Stella currently knew nothing about the situation within the Steward
Group, and could not just rush over there.
Clarence probably also thought of this, so Nathan soon sent the information.
Stella looked at the thick pile and felt her temples throb.
Clarence said, "Later Nathan will briefly tell you the situation. Ask me again if there is anything you
don't understand in these materials."
"Okay."
In fact, the situation of Steward Group was basically the same as what she saw.
However, Nathan gave her an overview of the projects that were most affected, who was in charge of
them, which company they were working with, and the overall progress of the projects.
There was also the extent of the Steward Group's current deficit.
But what they had found was only an approximate figure, and the exact amount had yet to be verified.
Nathan finished what he knew, slightly nodded at them, then left the office.
Clarence sat at his desk, working on the paperwork in front of him.
And Stella sat on the sofa, reading the information Nathan brought.
If there was something she didn't understand, she would mark it and ask Clarence about it later.
She read it all night long.
By the time Clarence looked up from his desk, Stella was already asleep on the arm of the sofa with
the information in her hand.
Clarence approached her, gently took the information in her hand, put it on the coffee table, and took
off his jacket to cover her.
Stella was really tired. During the whole process, she did not show any sign of waking up.
Clarence squatted down in front of her and helped her tuck the hair that had fallen over her face behind
her ears in a rare gentle manner.
...
When Stella woke up, it was already dawn outside.
She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and the clothes fell off her body.
Stella clutched the clothes and sat up, but saw that Clarence was no longer in the office.
She yawned and found her phone to check the time. It was already 9,30.
She didn't think she'd actually slept through the night until this time.
She still had to go home to wash up and change her clothes.
Stella put Clarence's jacket on the couch. She was about to leave when there was a knock on the office
door.
Nathan carried a bag in his hand, "Ms. Radomil, this is what Mr. Conrad had asked someone to send
over."
Stella took it and saw that it was her clothes.
Nathan added, "Mr. Conrad's office has a restroom and a washstand in the back. Ms. Radomil, you can
use it."
Stella had almost forgotten about it if he didn’t say.
She nodded, "Got it, thanks."
When Nathan left, Stella went into the lounge and took a shower, then felt much more refreshed.
She changed her clothes and came out to see that Clarence was already back.
Stella said, "Is something wrong so early?"
Clarence sat down on the sofa and replied, rubbing his brow, "A little problem. It's nothing important."
After a pause, he looked at Stella, "You're going to the studio?"
Stella said, "Yes, I want to go back to Steward Group tomorrow."
Because she felt that Armand and Logan would come back for her.
Clarence said, "Okay."
Stella asked again, "Do you ... want to go back tonight?"
Clarence raised an eyebrow slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "You can't sleep without
me?"
Stella was speechless.
She shouldn't have asked him.
Every time she asked him seriously, he would be so frivolous!
Stella grabbed her things, "I'm leaving. Whether you go back or not, send me a message this
afternoon. If you don't go back, I'm going to have dinner with Sherry."
Without waiting for Clarence's answer, Stella hurriedly left.
Shortly after she left, Nathan appeared in the office, "Mr. Conrad."
Clarence put away the smile on his face and said indifferently, "How did it go?"
"The message has been sent. No later than morning, William will know that Mrs. Conrad is going to the
Steward Group." With that, Nathan spoke tentatively, "But according to their previous attitude ... Mr.
Conrad, do you think the probability of William returning to the Steward Group is high?"
Clarence put his long fingers against his temples, "Who said we should expect him to return to the
Steward Group?"
Nathan didn't quite understand, "So what you're saying is ..."
"The whole thing isn't over until Lyndon is found, and William chose to admit his identity at this point,
which is not a smart move for anyone. However, he was also half responsible for the Steward Group
being in the state it was in today. He has no reason to leave it alone."
"They've also been dealing with the mess Lyndon left behind recently."
Clarence spoke expressionlessly, "Does it have any effect?"
Nathan was silent. It really didn't seem to have much effect.
Whether it was William or them, what they were doing now was a drop in the bucket when it came to a
problem as big as the Steward Group.
Clarence continued nonchalantly, "He now clearly intends to leave the Steward Group alone and let it
fend for itself, preferably disappearing from the world without a word. Because he has no feelings left
for the Steward Group, and it is even the place where his hatred began."
"According to you, he seems to have no problem with this choice."
Clarence snorted, "He is also responsible for causing that tragedy twenty years ago, besides Lyndon."
He had long known what kind of person Lyndon was, even the Steward family did not think highly of
Lyndon, but he was bent on having Lyndon join the Steward Group, despite the fact that everyone
opposed.
He didn’t know that this was the beginning of all the tragedy.
Twenty years ago, Charles was gentle and courteous, kind and generous to whomever he treated, and
in the business world, he was also bold and resourceful.
But he only forgot to guard against others.
If he hadn't trusted Lyndon too much and left everything to him, Lyndon wouldn't have had the chance
to climb up the ladder and wouldn't have had that explosion.
Not to mention the fact that Stella wandered out for twenty years and met a scumbag like Jeffrey.
Twenty years later, William returned from the thorns.
He had almost nothing but hate in his eyes.
So he had to let him know that Stella had gone to the Steward Group so that he could get back to
facing up to what the Steward Group's current situation should be, instead of just doing something
useless.
Nathan asked, "Mr. Conrad, is this going to work?"
"It depends on how he feels about it."
But even without William, when Stella went to the Steward Group, he would have arranged everything.
After a pause, Clarence said, "How's Phoebe?"
"She spends all day in jail making a fuss and has a deep wound on her face. The doctor says it will
leave scars, so I guess she'll be disfigured."
Clarence remained indifferent, "It seems that when it comes to the critical time, Lyndon still gave up his
baby girl."
"Lyndon can't protect himself now, so I guess he can't care about her.
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