Upon hearing his words, Stella felt quite inexplicable.

However, his words made sense - those people were all insane. They couldn’t do anything to Clarence, so they could only make trouble for her.

What an undeserved catastrophe!

Stella was silent for a moment before saying, “Mr. Conrad, how did you deal with Annie Conrad?”

Clarence answered steadily, “Only my wife can know such confidential matters.”

Stella choked up.

She gave up to know the answer.

Seeing that she was silent, Clarence added, “No worries. She’s still alive.”

He still had other plans to keep Annie alive. How could he let her die so easily?

“I see.”

Stella didn’t care much.

Soon, their dishes were served.

When Stella was about to fill her bowl with the soup, Clarence had already picked up the serving spoon and took her bowel from her hand.

He acted quite naturally.

Stella had never seen that the wretched man knew how to take care of others.

Sure enough, it was not that a man couldn’t do certain things for a woman. It only depended on if he loved her or not.

When Clarence put the bowl of soup in front of her, Stella said politely, “Thank you, Mr. Conrad.”

Clarence said indifferently, “You should know I don’t need your appreciation in the verbal form.”

Stella ignored him. The wretched man should focus on eating.

After dinner, Stella was about to leave. Just after taking a few steps, she bumped into someone she knew.

Daniel greeted her first, “Hi, Ms. Radomil. Good to see you here. Have you just finished dinner?”

Stella nodded at him. Before she spoke, she saw someone walking toward them.

Phoebe stood next to Daniel and said with a faint smile, “Ms. Radomil, nice to see you again. Why did you come here alone? Didn’t you invite Clarence?”

Her words were full of sarcasm. Stella just pressed her lips into a slight smile without speaking.

Right then, they all heard a man’s indifferent voice, “Did you want to see me?”

Phoebe saw him and her expression slightly changed, her hands clenching tightly.

Sure enough, Clarence and Stella were reconciled.

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