Winnie was right. Chassell wouldn’t go to Channing’s university, and nor would he go to find the media.
Once this matter became known to public, not only Channing would be exposed, the other party that
had bought the offer letter would be disclosed as well.
Channing wasn't the one who started this kind of trade.
If Chassell chose to expose this matter, many people’s interests and reputations would be inflicted.
They wouldn’t let Chassell get away with this.
Hence, Chassell was only using this matter to threaten her.
With a sneer, Chassell said, “You have balls to speak to me like this because Conrad Group is your
backer. But Clarence Conrad has nothing to do with Conrad Group now. And I will cooperate with
Conrad Group soon. Between you and me, whom do you think Justin Conrad would support? As for
that boy, without the Conrad’s protection, he’s nothing. It’s effortless for me to kill him.”
Winnie looked calm. “Try it then. Before anything happens to him, I’m sure you will be ruined already.”
Putting on a sullen face, he was about to walk to her, and they heard the urgent knocks on the door.
He paused his pace, looking more annoyed.
After a moment of fumbling, the door was opened.
Stella appeared at the door. Taking a glance at Chassell, she strode to Winnie. “Are you alright?”
Winnie shook her head. “I’m fine.”
Seeing that things didn’t happen as he expected, Chassell was about to leave. However, when he only
took a few steps, he was blocked by two upright figures appeared in front of him.
He thought he had seen the ghosting.
Clarence stood there and asked impassively, “Mr. Barret, what are you doing here?”
Chassell exhaled and tried to speak in a casual way, “I came to chat with Winnie. Mr. Conrad, since
you want to see her, please excuse me.”
“Why so hurry?” said Clarence, “I haven’t met you for a long time, Mr. Barret. Why don’t you stay?”
As he spoke, he walked into the dressing room and sat down on a sofa.
After he entered, Elaine finally managed to squeeze in. She wanted to get inside but was pulled back
by someone.
She looked back unhappily, only to meet Darnell’s cold gaze. She swallowed her complaint.
Darnell cast her a glance, and she understood right away. Then she followed him to leave the scene
reluctantly.
Chassell was standing there with a long face. He wanted to leave as well, but he couldn’t.
Clarence was sitting there, looking at him. “Why? Mr. Barret, don’t you want to chat with me?”
Chassell had always been suppressed by Clarence. He had been hoping to work with Conrad Groups,
but Clarence refused him several times.
Right now, he became even more irritated.
Why should he be inferior to Clarence Conrad?
Clarence wasn’t the powerful and frightening CEO of Conrad Group any more.
Hence, Chassell said rudely, “I’m here today to do the business negotiation with the current CEO of
Conrad Group. I have nothing to talk with you.”
Clarence said, “Mr. Barret, what are you talking about? You can come to Winnie for a chat, but why
can’t I go to you for a chat?”
“I have nothing to talk to you.”
Clarence said flatly, “I see. Mr. Barret, turns out you are aware that if you want to chat with someone,
you need the person's permission.”
Chassell's face stiffened.
Right then, a voice sounded outside the door. “Clarence, what happened?”
Justin was pushed into the dressing room by his assistant
Seeing Chassell, Justin was a bit surprised. “Oh, Mr. Barret, you are here as well.”
Chassell looked less annoyed and greeted him, “Good evening, Mr. Conrad.”
Justin looked around in the dressing room. “Stella, why do you look so solemn. What happened?”
Winnie said, “Chassell Barret harassed me.”
Chassell snapped, “Mr. Conrad, don’t listen to her. That's slandering. I happened to pass by this place.
I haven’t done anything.”
Stella retorted calmly, “If you happened to pass by here, why did you lock the door from the inside?”
“How do I know who has locked the door? I...”
“It was locked from the inside. If it weren’t you, was it Winnie?”
“Why not?” Chassell mocked, “Three years ago, she tried to hit on me purposely. Now she knows I’m
divorced, so she has done it again. She wanted to become my wife. Not only that, she also wants to
ruin my reputation. Mr. Conrad, for an artist like this, morally corrupted and full of lies, why does Conrad
Group still support her?”
Stella snorted in anger. “Who the heck was the one full of lies?”
Chassell turned around and looked at her. “You are Winnie Truman’s friend. Even if you didn’t collude
with her, you were also deceived. You don’t know what the truth is. You don’t have the right to question
me.”
Justin frowned, “Mr. Barret, please mind your language.”
Chassell tidied up his collar and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Conrad. I’m just too angry. Please don’t mind if I’ve
been too rude.”
Clarence sat on the sofa, knocking his knees with his fingers casually. “Mr. Barrett, you are truly good
at confusing right with wrong. No wonder you didn’t suffer any loss in the event three years ago and
wasn’t impacted at all.”
“That was because I didn’t do anything wrong, and that’s the truth.”
Winnie hissed, “Do you want the truth? I can call my assistant here. She will tell you what exactly
happened tonight.”
Chassell stood there collectedly.
Justin cast a glance at his assistant behind him. The latter understood and turned away.
Justin wheeled himself forward. “It might take longer. Please have a seat first.”
Stella and Winnie sat down next to Clarence. Justin stopped beside them. Chassell sat down on the
opposite side.
Clarence uttered, “Mr. Barret, are you calm enough to chat with me now?”
Since Justin was here, Chassell couldn’t be so arrogant as earlier. He tried to suppress his anger and
asked, “What would you like to talk about?”
Clarence said, “I remembered four years ago, the Barret's invested a resort. When the project was half-
finished, the construction site collapsed, and a lot of people died. In the end, the company in charge of
the construction went bankrupt because of the compensation. Hence, the Barret's transferred the right
of development to themselves and continued to build the resort.”
Chassell’s face had darkened already. “Why do you mention it?” he asked.
“Nothing. Just chitchat. Has the construction finished yet?”
“It's already done at the beginning of this year.”
Clarence continued, “Mr. Barret, why did you divorce? Can you tell us more details?”
“It’s my privacy. I’m sorry.”
“I see,” Clarence said calmly, “What a coincidence. Two months ago, rumors had it that Mr. Barret
divorced because someone had acquired evidence of the resort’s construction accident four years ago.
Your ex-wife is a smart woman. She didn’t want to be dragged into touble, so she directly divorced
you.”
Chassell stood up instantly. “Bullshit!”
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