Chapter 666: Chapter 666

When they reached the airport, Stella finally realized what Clarence had meant when he said that they could depart anytime they wanted.

He asked one of the workers in the airport, “What’s the destination of the flight that is going to depart the soonest?”

The worker replied, “It’s headed to Ireland. The plane is checking in and about to fly.”

“Here, this way.”

The worker acknowledged them and led them into the VIP lane.

Stella was walking alongside Clarence. She whispered, “Aren’t we going to Semporna?”

Clarence’s lips curled a bit, but he continued to hold her hand, saying nothing.

Behind here, there were a few tourists who recognized them. They all took out their phones to take photos.

In just half an hour, a news headline popped up—

#Conrad Group Ex-President Taking His fiancée To Vacation In Ireland. The loving couples are holding hands in the airport, getting all romantci!#

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At the same time, in a hotel.

Jon put down his phone and chuckled, “I can’t believe that Clarence is willing to let go of the Conrad Group just like that and let it fall into other’s hands.”

Freya was swirling a glass of wine in her hand. After taking a sip, she remarked slowly, “To be able to make this decision so easily, this is indeed something out of our calculation. It seems that all of our efforts in the past is going to waste.”

“Although we are always sure of our goal and have been sticking to our plan, who would think that he would really give up on the Conrad Group. This move of his is indeed unexpected.”

While the two of them were chatting, Caesar was standing by a bed, and he was smoking a cigar. He blew out a ring of smoke, and his eyes were half-closed.

After some time, he only turned around and joined in, “You guys indeed didn't expect him to do this, because in your eyes, Conrad is always hard to deal with. Only those who really understand him can design this trap effectively. All of the calculations would have been within his grasp.”

The moment he said that, Freya and Jon stopped talking. Their initially relaxed expression was now grim.

It seemed that their collaborator here wouldn’t be such an easy pushover.

From City N to Riverside City and back to City N, the engagement of each and every one of them was necessary.

They couldn’t deny that the one holding the key of the whole plan was that man.

That man was simply watching the carrying out of the plan in silence. He was composed, cool and calculating to the degree that it was terrifying.

No matter what went down in the middle of the plan, he would somehow able to steer things into his direction.

Even the final outcome and Clarence’s decision was within his expectation.

Such a collaborator would induce fear in others.

Jon seemed to have lost his celebratory mood at this point. He came up with an excuse to dismiss himself.

Freya looked at Caesar, “Should we make our move now?”

Caesar was seated opposite her, and he was holding a glass of wine. He said without rushing, “No need for that. The way things are developing now, it’s in our favor. Furthermore, our cooperation is still in effect. That man hasn’t got what he wanted yet.”

As he said that, Caesar stressed his words, “We all are going in the direction of a mutual goal.”

“But what if... when things are all said and done, he suddenly turns back against you?”

Caesar flashed a nonchalant smile, “Darnell James is not a pushover in any sense of the word. When they grapple with each other and both suffer damage, that is when I can finally reap the spoils.”

Freya lit up a cigar and narrowed her eyes, “If you never told him the truth seven years ago, there is no way we could enjoy such a fantastic show now.”

Caesar simply smiled as a response and he raised his glass and gulped down all of his wine.

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When the plane arrived at the Berlin airport, it was precisely eight at night. The whole city was lit up magnificently.

When they exited from the airport, a man came up to them, “Mr. Conrad, everything is in place.”

Clarence nodded and turned to ask Stella, “Are you hungry? Shall we have something?”

Stella replied, “I’m good. Where are we going now?”

“New Zealand.” Clarence answered, “If you’re not hungry, let’s just eat in the plane later.”

“Aren’t we going Semporna now?”

“We will. But before we go there, there’s a place I want to take you to.”

“Okay.”

Half an hour later, they headed to New Zealand on a private plane.

The steward served them some food on the plane before she took a bow and left.

There were a plethora of food getting served. Stella happened to be hungry too.

They had flied for three hours. After enjoying the food, she couldn’t help but feel tired.

However, the advantage of a private plane was that there were beds available. They could just sleep anytime they wanted.

The moment she closed her eyes, Clarence cuddled around her and whispered. He sounded somewhat apologetic, “We are taking some detour. By the time you wake up, we will be arriving in no time.”

Stella mumbled some response and put her hand on his waist, “Got it.”

Ireland, Semporna or whatever it was, it was just a smokescreen.

The place they were going now was their true destination.

She wasn’t that stuck up on whether they were going to Semporna. It was just that when Clarence asked her to look for a vacation spot, after some researching she simply found that there was a beautiful little island in Semporna. The place looked serene, which was the perfect resort for relaxation.

Clarence planted a deep kiss on her forehead, “Sleep now.”

Stella stirred in his embrace and replied, “Good night.”

“Good night.”

Stella was able to have a good sleep tonight. By the time she opened her eyes and checked her phone, ten hours had already passed.

Clarence was nowhere in the suite too.

She let out a yawn and scratched her head. After washing up in the washroom and splattering some cold water on her face, she returned to the suite and opened the window shades. She sat by the window and began with her design.

Not long after, the door opened and Clarence’s voice sounded, “When did you wake up?”

Stella looked up and stretched her neck for a little, “Half an hour ago, I guess.”

Clarence walked to her and poured her a glass of water, “What would you like to eat?”

“Anything will do.”

“Give me a minute.”

Clarence gave her the water and exited the room again. After a few minutes, he brought her some breakfast, “We are three hours away from landing.”

Stella nodded, “Good.”

After gobbling up her breakfast, Stella felt that her energy finally returned. She looked at Clarence who was reading a book with his laptop turned on.

Her head tilted, but she said nothing.

As if noticing her gaze, Clarence looked at her and met her eyes, “What’s wrong?”

Stella replied, “Nothing really. I just suddenly feel that if you wear glasses, you would look great too.”

Clarence closed his book and replied lazily, “I would look great?”

She never noticed this, but he gave off an aura like a refined scum sometimes.

Clarence’s features were cold and distant, but basically perfect. If he were to wear gold-rimmed glasses, he would completely take on the look.

The catch was that he didn't open his mouth to talk.

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Clarence smiled mischievously and walked to her side. He bent towards her and said in a hoarse voice, “I never thought that someone like this is your type. Hmm?”

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