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?”

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