When Stella arrived in the company, she saw Modesty walk out of Stanfordâs office with an annoyed look, her eyes full of willingness to submit.
Modesty took a few steps and saw Stella. In her high heels, she approached Stella. âI heard that you are the one who was offered the opportunity from Conrad Group originally, arenât you?â
Stella answered in a flat tone. âProbably.â
âWhy did you refuse them?â
âIf I got something that wasnât gained by my hard work, Iâm afraid I canât fall asleep at night.â
Stella didnât understand why Clarence would have offered such a chance. Once it was said that he would make Vivian famous, and later the official explanation was that Conrad Group liked her design abilities.
Stella wasnât a naive or inexperienced young girl. How could she believe in such a high-sounding excuse?
Upon hearing it, Modesty misunderstood that Stella was mocking her for she had got the chance to study in Paris three years ago, which was not based on her own hard work but was snatched from Stella.
Modesty said, âStella Radomil, donât overestimate yourself. Think you are so aloof and different since youâve rejected the chance from Conrad Group? For any designer, he or she wouldnât have given up such an opportunity that he or she could let the international shows know about his or her designs.â
As she spoke, Modesty cast Stella a glance and smiled. âOh, not really. Iâve almost forgotten. You also gave up such an opportunity three years ago.
A person like who doesnât deserve to be a designer at all.â
Waiting for her to finish her words, Stella answered calmly, âIf you truly donât think you deserve such a chance, you can give it up.â
She felt so annoyed by Modestyâs self-flattery.
After finishing her words, Stella walked away directly.
Modesty probably hadnât expected that Stella would have said so. Standing motionlessly for a few seconds, she finally came back to her senses.
Biting her lower lip tightly, she looked quite reluctant.
After Stella checked her working schedule with Stanford, she helped Sherry get a few more days off.
Stanford asked, âHowâs she doing now?â
âProbably she still needs more time to let go of it.â
Usually, Stanford didnât ask much about his employeesâ privacy, so he didnât ask much before Stella left his office.
Out of his office, Stella heard her coworkers discussing in low voices.
Before she heard what they were discussing about, a mid-aged man in a suit showed up in front of her.
âExcuse me, Ms. Radomil. Maâam wants to talk to you.â
Stella hadnât realized who the Maâam was, and then she saw Joanna standing not far away behind him.
...
In the meeting room. Joanna withdrew her gaze from the window. âI didnât expect that youâre working here.â
Stella sat down, her hands clenching together subconsciously. She was quite nervous. After a long while, she heard her voice, âMrs. Conrad, what can I do for you?â
Joanna cast her a glance and said in a slight tone, âClarence and you have divorced for a long while. As his mother, shouldnât I care about you?â
Honestly, Stella couldnât tell that Joanna came to her because she cared about the unreal marriage between Clarence and her. Instead, Joanna seemed to come to blame her for something.
After a while, Stella said, âWeâve finished the divorce procedure already. I didnât take a penny. Mr. Conrad wasnât against it either.â
âReally?â Joanna looked expressionless. âBut it makes sense. You canât get anything from him.â
Before Stella answered, Joanna asked, âHow much monthly can you get from here?â
âMrs. Conrad, I...â
âIâm not going to negotiate with you.â Joanna pulled out an envelope from her purse and smashed it onto the desk. âHere are a ticket to London and a ten million check.â
Stella frowned. âIâm afraid I donât get it.â
Joanna smiled. âI know you need money. You married Clarence for money, didnât you? Or, do you think itâs not enough?â
Stella pressed her lips slightly. âPlease rest assured. Iâve divorced Clarence Conrad, and I wonât pester him any longer. I donât have any intention to covert the Conrad familyâs wealth at all.â
âYouâve misunderstood me.â Joannaâs tone was quite cold. âI donât care what happens between Clarence and you. I just want you to never meet Horace Jason again.â
Stella had never expected that her purpose for coming to her wasnât for Clarence, but Horace. She asked in confusion, âPardon me?â
âI believe that youâve heard Horace Jason is marrying Annie soon, but your existence seems to be not unpleasant. For the sake that you used to marry into the Conrad family, I came to you today to resolve the problem. Take the money and leave town. Itâs good for all people.â
Soon, Stella calmed down. âMrs. Conrad, I have nothing to do with Horace. I wonât accept the money. Besides, please forgive my rudeness -- Horace doesnât like Annie Conrad at all. It doesnât make any sense that you came to me today.â
âSince he was born in such a family, he canât decide his own marriage by himself. You should know I'm telling the truth.â
Stellaâs face turned pale when she heard it.
In the past, Clarence married her was because of his parents as well.
At that time, the Conrad family wanted a child. She wondered what they wanted now.
Besides, she was just guessing that Joanna didnât care about Clarence at all. After talking to her today, she could confirm her guess.
Joanna never cared about Clarence. No matter he was married or divorced and what kind of woman he married, Joanna didnât take it seriously at all.
Stella wondered why. Wasnât Clarence her son?
Joanna stood up. âI guess you need time to think about it. I canât get your answer so quickly. But you should know that nobody dares to hire you as long as I inform someone. Taking this ten million and leaving here is your best choice. How about this -- the day after tomorrow happened to be my birthday. You are invited to my birthday banquet. Then you can tell me your answer.â
Stellaâs heart skipped a beat. When she was about to reject, Joanna had already left.
Stella had never wanted to socialize with those so-called uptown people, and she knew that no one from the upper-class liked her. She was afraid that they would try their best to humiliate her by then.
However, Joanna knew it clearly but she still invited Stella over to attend the banquet. It was obviously a banquet with evil intention to her.
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 61: Taking Charity Behind Her Back An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake Picking up the envelope from the desk, Stella felt a faint migraine at her temples.
Walking out of the meeting room, Stella felt othersâ weird gazes on her.
One assistant to the cameraman, who got along with her well, approached and asked tentatively, âExcuse me, Sharon. Who was that just now?â
Looking at their faces, Stella roughly knew what they were thinking about.
Although she had clarified, a lot of the coworkers in her company still said that she was a rich manâs mistress. Since Joanna came to her, they were sure that it was the official wife of the rich man coming to teach the mistress a lesson.
Stella was angry and amused. She blurted out, âShe is my ex-husbandâs mother.â
Upon hearing her words, others believed her less.
Besides Joannaâs appearance and temperament, the handbag in her hands was a tailed design from a certain luxury brand. If she werenât a VIP member who had spent tens of millions in that brand, she wouldnât have the qualification to get the handbag at all.
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