Stella lived in Clarenceâs apartment for several days. Without being bothered by Charles and Phoebe, Stella felt quite relaxed even though sometimes Clarence was annoying.
When learning that Charles had come back, Stella also came back to the Steward family on that day.
Just as she entered the house, Phoebeâs cold voice sounded, âYou really take my home as a hotel where you can come and go at will?â
Stella smiled lightly, âMs. Steward, you misunderstand me. I never mean this. Itâs just that not everyone can be as lucky as like you. Ms. Steward, you can stay at home every day and you donât need to do anything. You can even invite your friends to have an afternoon tea when youâre boring. But Iâm not as lucky as you. I have to run here and there for my work. Mr. Steward, you can understand me on this point, right?â
When Stella was speaking, Charles occurred to walk downstairs from the second floor.
He said, âDo you mean that you were not in City N during the past days?â
âOf course not. Because of my work, I got off the work late every day. Fearing that I might bother Ms. Steward when she was having a rest, I lived in the other place recently.â
Charles didnât say anything else. He took a glance at Phoebe, hinting her to come back to her bedroom.
Of course Phoebe wouldnât accept this. When she was about to say something, Stella spoke, âBy the way, Mr. Steward, Iâve fulfilled what Iâve promised you. When will you fulfill your promise?â
Charles asked, âWhat promise?â
Stella had expected that he would not agree to it easily. She said with a smile, âMr. Steward, great wits have short memories. Itâs normal that youâve forgotten it. You promised before that as long as I could clarify that all the things happened before had nothing to do with Ms. Steward, you will let Ms.
Steward apologize brother.â
Stella paused and then continued, âMr. Steward, do you remember it now?â
Before Charles could say something, Phoebe said with a cold face, âImpossible!â
Stella looked towards Charles while maintaining the smile on her face, âMr. Steward, do you think so?â
Phoebe hurriedly called him, âDad...â
âPhoebe,â Charles interrupted her and then asked Stella, âHow do you want her to apologize to your brother?â
Stella said, âAlthough this matter canât be exposed to the public, my brother canât suffer those grievances in vain. Therefore, I invited Mr. Thomas to witness it. Mr. Steward, if you donât have any objection, letâs set the time on tomorrow. Itâs the weekend and my brother will be free.â
Charles knitted his brows and he was probably dissatisfied that Stella would invite Cameron to be a witness. He didnât reply to it instantly.
Phoebe said, âStella Radomil, enough is enough. Donât go too far!â
âMs. Steward, you words are so interesting. Whoâs the one who has gone too far?â Stellaâs expression uncontrollably turned cold and even her tone was tinged with a touch of coldness, âMs. Steward, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can target at me. Have my brother offended you? Why did you use that obscene trick on him? Ms. Steward, do you think what you did is so lofty so that others should praise it?â
Phoebeâs expression changed from pale to red alternatively under Stellaâs criticism. She moved her lips, yet still couldnât utter a syllable after a long while.
Right at this moment, Charlesâ voice sounded, âItâs useless to continue this topic. You shall arrange the time and venue.â
âMr. Steward, then I will thank you in advance.â
After finishing the words, Stella smiled at Charles, turned around and went upstairs.
Phoebe looked towards Charles in disbelief, âDad, are you really letting me apologize to her brother? I...â
Charles lifted his hand to interrupt her, âItâs just an apology. Itâs not a big deal.â
âWhy isnât it a big deal? I wonât agree to it!â
Charles took a glance at her and said, âCome to my study.â
They then came to the study. Before Phoebe could say something to refuse it, Charles said in a deep voice, âDidnât you tell me before that you didnât involve in the matter of the Young Designersâ Contest?â
Phoebe was dumbfounded when she heard the question. She said after a long while, âI... I didnât.â
Charles sat down in front of the desk and said with a cold and ferocious expression, âAlthough at present the Conrad Group is mostly under Clarenceâs control, since the other members of the Conrad family can still fight against Clarence until now, do you think that Dempsey doesnât have his force and men?â
It was the first time that Charles talked to Phoebe in such a tone. Phoebeâs face turned pale, âI... I...â
She still couldnât utter a complete sentence after a long while.
Originally, Charles planned to come back several days later. However, the Conrad family had been seeking troubles for him recently and he had no choice. He came back hurriedly although the affairs abroad hadnât been solved.
The other members of the Conrad family were different from Clarence. He had known Dempsey for many years and Dempsey knew many of his secrets that other people didnât know.
Even though for the time being, based on Dempseyâs force, he would not be able to do anything to the Steward Group. But there was an old saying â
slight negligence may lead to greater disaster.
He had to guard against this possibility in this critical and sensitive period.
Charles said in a tired tone, âAll right. Donât bring trouble to me again. Be obedient and apologize to him.â
Phoebe bit her lower lip, daring not to retort this again.
After coming back to her bedroom, Phoebe took out her phone and dialed Modesty.
When the call was received, she said in a cold voice, âDid you betray me?â
Modesty paused and said, âMs. Steward, I donât know what you mean?â
Phoebe said in a cold voice, âSince this matter has progressed to what it is now, you donât need to act in front of me again.â
âMs. Steward, I really donât know what youâre talking about. Iâve been under such a miserable condition and itâs unnecessary for me to pretend anything again.â
âItâs better to be like this. If I find out that you were the backstabber, donât blame me for being cruel.â
When Phoebe was about to end the call, Modestyâs voice sounded from the other end of the phone, âMs. Steward, Iâm not the backstabber, but you.
Iâve been taken the blame for you for many times from the very beginning. You were envious of Stella, but you didnât dare to say it out loudly. Instead, you deliberately stimulated me and asked me to do those things for you. When you did these things, have you ever thought that you would suffer the consequences one day?â
âAs expected, it was you.â
Modesty continued, âSo what? Does it matter no matter it was done by me or not? Iâve lost everything because of you and become how I look like today. We can go to hell together at worst!â
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 429: Iâm Just Heaty An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake After finishing the words, Modesty directly hung up the phone.
Hearing the busy tones from the other end of the phone, Phoebe gritted her teeth tightly.
On the other side...
Modesty put down her phone and continued to package up her things.
She had sold this house and planned to start her new life in the other place.
Just as she had packaged up all the things, there came a string of doorbells. Stella thought that it was the men from the moving company and hurriedly opened the door.
But the one standing at the door was the drunken Arthur.
Modesty was instantly freaked out. She wanted to close the door, but it was too late.
Arthur hiccupped and forcibly broke into the house. Looking at the suitcases in the house, he burst into laughter, âYo, where are you going to move to? I can give you a ride.â
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