Stella was confused. Why would she have any burden?

The man was afraid that he would expose something on a slip of his tongue, so he hurriedly nodded his head and then left.

Sherry took a glance at the outside and found that those onlookers had left one by one. She couldn’t help but click her tongue, “That estate developer is so weird. Few people in this world would do good deeds without caring about other people’s admiration.”

At least she only knew one man that was of this kind.

Stella was rendered speechless.

She rubbed her brows, thinking that she didn’t want to intervene in those matters, “I will continue with my drawing.”

Sherry nodded her head, “Go.”

…

In the Conrad Group…

Nathan reported the latest news to Clarence, “Mr. Clarence, it has been solved properly. Properly Mrs. Conrad hasn’t doubted it. I’ve told them to complete the construction as soon as possible so that it won’t affect Mrs. Conrad’s normal work.”

Clarence looked down at the Band-Aid on his hand, seeming to be thinking of something. He replied in a flat tone, “It doesn’t matter even if she learns about the truth, unless she gives up everything, including her studio.”

Nathan coughed. He didn’t reply.

He had to admit that Mr. Conrad’s behavior was really… Erm… wicked.

If Mrs. Conrad learned about the truth, she would be very angry and maybe she would have a life-and-death fight against him without caring about anything.

After a short while, Nathan said, “Mr. Conrad, the representative of the Complex Corporation will arrive at City N on Saturday and you will have a meal with him.”

Clarence pulled himself back to the reality, “I see.”

Nathan nodded his head, intending to leave, yet was then stopped.

Clarence asked, “Is Emmett so free recently?”

“Er…”

Nathan wanted to tell him that Emmett was not as free as you.

But he didn’t dare to say that.

It seemed like Clarence didn’t expect his answer. He added, “Make some troubles for him so that he will not go to find Stella every day.”

“Okay.”

After Nathan’s leaving, Clarence made a phone call to Vincent.

Vincent said, “I’m on a dating. Spill the beans quickly.”

Clarence leaned back to the chair and said in a flat tone, “Your advice doesn’t work.”

Vincent didn’t understand it, “What?”

What nonsense was Clarence talking about?

Clarence repeated his words impatiently, “I said that your advice doesn’t work. It didn’t work on Stella. And she…”

Vincent understood it now and he asked, “What did she do?”

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