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Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 315: Don’t You Feel Weird

Although she had agreed to a date with Clarence the next day, she still had to go to her studio in the morning.

When she got up, the wretched man was still sleeping in.

Since he was always working hard, Stella didn’t wake him up.

She wrote a note and put it on the nightstand. Then she left home.

Standing in front of the elevator, she pressed the button to go downstairs, waiting there leisurely.

Right then, the neighbor’s door was open.

Daniel stretched out his head and looked around. After ensuring that Clarence wasn’t around, he quickly walked out.

Stella greeted him. “Good morning, Daniel.”

“Good morning, Ms. Radomil. It’s still so early. Are you going to work?”

Stella nodded. “Yeah. I have something to deal with in the afternoon, so I need to go to work early.”

Daniel stood next to her. “By the way, I haven’t been to your studio before, Ms. Radomil. May I take the chance to go there today?”

Stella knew that he had something to talk to her, so she slightly smiled. “All right.”

Out of the community, Daniel looked back again and ensured that Clarence hadn’t followed them.

Seeing that, Stella asked, “What are you looking for?”

Daniel let out a hollow laugh. “Nothing. By the way, is Mr. Conrad staying here recently?”

Upon hearing his question, Stella felt a bit awkward and didn’t know how to answer.

Fortunately, Daniel didn’t insist on getting the answer. He switched back to go down to the business. “What happened in the bidding the day before yesterday puzzled me a bit. Ms. Radomil, could you please...”

As she walked, Stella said steadily, “A few months ago, Jeffrey Radomil accidentally died because of the prison break. When Chan and I were sorting his belongings, I found a box of his, in which there were my mother’s remains.”

Daniel asked, “Her remains? What are they?”

“A few photos and a pocket watch. It wasn’t until then did I know that Jeffrey Radomil isn’t my birth father. The man in the photo is. Jeffrey Radomil was probably jealous. He had cut the man’s face on the photo.”

“Does that pocket watch belong to Charles Steward?”

Stella nodded slightly.copy right hot novel pub

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