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Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 864: He's Not My Son

Stella said, "Nothing. I just want him to know that I'm safe at Sherry's house, and my phone isn't working."

"Okay, I'll pass it on to Mr. Conrad." Nathan paused before speaking over the phone, "Mrs. Conrad, Mr. Conrad has a meeting tonight, and he won't be home till late. So, you should rest early without him."

In the hospital.

Nathan walked over and handed the phone back to Clarence, "Mrs. Conrad seemed good."

Clarence gave a short, low reply and put the phone back in his pocket.

The blinding flash of light in the emergency room shone through a few feet away.

Chassell had been in there for several hours, and the surgery was not over yet.

Clarence turned his head and asked lightly, "How is the case going?"

"Winnie has filed a lawsuit against Chassell this afternoon. The cops have abundant proof of Chassell's violation against Winnie." Nathan said, "And Mr. Shawn said vital evidence had been lost. It is barely possible to win the case unless there are any new developments."

"What about Channing?"

Nathan continued, "The crowd of journalists had dismissed half an hour ago, and Channing temporarily stayed in the police department."

Clarence ordered, "Dig out how Chassell was released on bail. Don't let any suspects slip under your eyes."

Nathan replied to him, "I've settled it all with the City N Press's journalist. She agreed to put the New Coast project on air. But Mr. Conrad … it can help Young Master Justin. I'm afraid that we will end up with nothing."

Clarence stayed composed. "I don't care. I've prepared for the battle since long ago."

"Then … how about Mrs. Conrad?"

After a while, Clarence said, "I'll send her to Riverside City tomorrow morning."

Nathan said concernedly, "But I'm afraid that Mrs. Conrad will get suspicious."

"How long do you think we can lie to her? Stella is smart. I guess we have done our best if we can hide the truth until tomorrow morning."

Nathan fell into silence.

In today's network era, news traveled fast. It was hard to sweep things under the rug.

Clarence gave a cold, curt reply and drifted his gaze to the emergency room.copy right hot novel pub

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