Clarence added, âI meant can you please not move to another place in the future?â
Stella slowly turned her head to look at him.
Only now did she vaguely realize that Clarence was not in a good mood when talking with her today.
In the past, he used to talk to her in an imperative, overbearing and unreasonable tone.
Stella wasnât sure whether it was her illusion or not that there was a touch of begging in Clarenceâs voice.
Clarence met with her gaze and felt bewildered.
Stella suddenly reached out and touched his forehead, âAre you sick?â
Clarence was rendered speechless.
He pulled down her hand and grabbed it in his palm, âNope.â
âThen why did you say those strange words?â
Clarence frowned âI asked you not to move out of the mansion. Is it strange?â
Stella nodded her head seriously, âIsnât it strange? In the past, you would use words like âcanâtâ ânot allowâ, but not âcan you pleaseâ.â
âIs there any difference?â
âOf course. The words âcan you pleaseâ sound not as overbearing as the above-mentioned words.â
Clarence was amused, âDonât chew on the words.â
Stella pouted, âDid you do something behind my back and therefore feel sorry for me? Or did you have the other woman outside?â
âGo back early. You have an illusion as youâve overstrained your nerves.â
Stella was lost for words.
This wretched man still had a sharp tone!
Stella withdrew her hand from his palm and said, âWell, I have to leave. Continue with your work.â
Clarence stood up and put on his suit jacket.
Stella turned around, âI can go back myself, sincerely. You...â
âI didnât mean to give you a ride. I will also come back.â
Stella was confused.
She was lost for words.
On the way back, Clarence had been grasping her hand. He leaned against the back seat with his eyes closed. Stella didnât know whether he was sleeping or not.
But she didnât bother him as she thought it was good for him to have a rest.
When they arrived at the Starry Lake Mansion, Stella walked into the bedroom and asked, âWould you like to have a bath first?â
Clarence pulled down his necktie with one hand, his voice carrying a trace of tiredness, âYou first.â
âOkay. But it may take more time as I have to wash my hair today. If youâre anxious, you can take a bath in the bathroom of the guestroom.â
âOkay.â
Stella picked up her pyjamas and walked into the bathroom.
Clarence walked to the balcony, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, gripped it with his teeth and then lit the cigarette.
After a while, he received a call from Nathan. âMr. Conrad, sheâs recognized the man. The one who gave Maxwellâs photo to her was Master Conradâs subordinate.â
Clarence had expected this.
He brushed the cigarette ash and said in a composed voice, âBe careful when dealing with it. Donât let Dempsey find it.â
âOkay.â
Nathan asked, âHow should we deal with this woman?â
Clarence replied, âArrest her. She may be useful later.â
Clarence paused and then added, âHave you found that You Tuber?â
Nathan Replied, âShe came to Riverside City two days before the fire. But it seems like her previous identity was forged and weâre still looking for her.â
Nathan hesitated and then added, âMr. Conrad, we got a piece of news half an hour ago that the men left in the City N by William are trying to investigate what weâre doing in these days. Iâm afraid that Ms. Radomil will learn about the truth sooner or later. Should you tell her about this in advance?â
Clarence replied in a seemingly composed tone, âLet Vincent spread some fake news about Lyndonâs whereabouts. Donât let them intervene in this matter.â
âOkay. I will arrange it right away.â
After ending the call, Clarence pressed the cigarette butt onto the ashtray and lit another cigarette.
Stella would only hate him if he told her about the truth under such a circumstance.
To get the chance to win her forgiveness, he could only bring the baby back to her.
Half an hour later, Stella walked out of the bathroom and took a glance at the man who was standing on the balcony, âDidnât you take a bath?â
Clarence extinguished the cigarette that he didnât finish, âI will go now.â
He then walked into the bathroom. Stella walked to the balcony and uncontrollably knitted her brows when noticing the pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray.
How many cigarettes had he smoked?
After cleaning the ashtray, Stella went downstairs and poured a glass of milk.
When Clarence walked out of the bathroom, Stella walked back to the room with the glass of milk.
Stella pressed the glass into his hand, âDrink this,â
Clarence declined, âI donât have the appetite.â
Stella said angrily, âYou have to drink it even if you donât have the appetite. You didnât eat too much tonight and you...Never mind. Hurry up to finish it.â
A smile appeared on Clarenceâs face when he looked at her angry expression. He lifted his chin and gulped down the milk.
Stella took the empty glass from him and pulled him to the sofa, âLet me give you a massage. Just go to sleep if youâre sleepy. Iâve set the alarm clock for you and I will also wake you up tomorrow.â
âOh, youâre so thoughtful.â
âCut the craps.â
Stella grabbed a cushion, put it on her thighs and then put his head on the cushion.
When Clarence lay down, he took away the cushion and directly put his head on Stellaâs thighs.
Stella ignored this and gently pressed his temples.
Clarence closed his eyes. After a short while, he asked, âYou came back to the Steward Group today. Whatâs the condition there?â
âItâs good. Thereâs no big problem.â
She didnât tell him that Armand went to her office and made a fuss today. Initially, it didnât cause trouble, and it would only bother him if she told him about that.
Clarence said, âI may be busy in the next two days. Directly ask Donald for help if you have any problems. If he canât solve it, you can turn to Vincent.â
âI see.â
âArmand is not as simple as youâve imagined. His background is quite complicated. The things you find out until now are enough. Donât probe into this matter. As for other matters, I will ask Vincent to follow it and he will inform you if he gets any information.â
Stella paused when she heard the words and said, âBut if I want to convict him of the crime, these shreds of evidence are far from enough.â
âItâs not easy to convict him of the crime and you canât complete it in a few days. As long as the murder that killed Arthur is not found, Armand will not be able to leave City N. We have enough time to investigate it.â
Stella pressed her lips when mentioning this matter, âActually Iâve doubted that the one who killed Arthur was Modesty. But Adolph didnât help her in this matter. I canât figure out how she managed to do it. Moreover, the police also have investigated her, but they didnât find out anything.â
Modesty could by no means kill Arthur who was much stronger and taller than her, nor could she deal with his dead body alone.
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 553: Iâm So Tired That I Donât Want to Move An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake âDonât think of it if you canât figure it out. Modesty has disappeared. When she shows up again, the secret will naturally be revealed.â
Stella didnât hear that Modesty had disappeared before.
In this case, combing with the fact that Arthur was murdered, if Modesty was still alive, it was safe to conclude based on her disappearance that someone was backing Modesty up.
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