In the CEO’s office…

Sitting in a chair, Clarence was playing with his phone with an inexplicable smile on his face.

That woman somehow had some conscience and she asked Nathan whether he had had dinner or not just now.

He took a glance at the clock and then at his phone. Staring at the phone number on the screen, he tapped his temples with two slender fingers. When he was about to make a phone call, he heard the knockings on the door.

Clarence put down his phone and then picked up a document and a pen. He adjusted his expression and then said, “Come in.”

The door was then pushed open. At the next moment, Vivian’s voice sounded, “Mr. Conrad…”

Clarence looked askance at her and put down his pen. He asked coldly, “Why are you here?”

Vivian told him why she was here. She then added, “Mr. Conrad, it’s all my bad before. I promise I will not make similar mistakes again. If Mr. Conrad can give me an opportunity this time, I will definitely cherish it.”

“Why do you think that I will give you a chance?”

Vivian bit her lower lip, “I…”

Clarence said in a cold voice, “I’ve told you that I don’t like others to play tricks on me. Do you think that I really don’t know that you came to Stella before and asked her to divorce me?”

Vivian thought that that matter had been a past, but she hadn’t expected that Clarence would mention about it again. She was so scared that her back broke out into cold sweats. She stammered, “It… It was for the sake of you, Mr. Conrad. I heard that you hated her a lot, so I…”

“Enough.” Clarence interrupted him, “Whether I detest her or not, it’s my own business and it has nothing to do with anyone else.”

Unwilling to accept this, Vivian said, “But Mr. Conrad… it’s true that her pregnancy was fabricated and she used it to force you to marry her. I know that you don’t like to be threated, nor did you like others to make decisions for you. It was just that I wanted to help you solve this trouble. If Stella wasn’t guilt-stricken as she knew she became your wife by some devious means. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have agreed to divorce you simply because of my words.”

Clarence’s expression became even colder when he heard the words, “Get out.”

“Mr. Con…”

“Don’t let me repeat my words.”

Vivian bit her lower lip tightly, her face turning pale. She then left the office reluctantly.

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