Upon hearing it, Alexander breathed a sigh of relief. With a wry smile, he said, âI see. I thought you know Mr. Conrad very well.â
Stella was about to answer, and they heard a manâs cold voice behind. âMs. Radomil, I also think you know me very well.â
There was a few seconds of silence among them.
Alexander immediately explained, âMr. Conrad, Stella didnât mean it...â
âStella?â Clarence snorted. âYou called her first name. It seems you guys are quite close, Mr. Hans and Ms. Radomil.â
Alexander was so nervous. âI... Stella and I...â
Stella looked over at Clarence and said calmly, âMr. Conrad, if you are unhappy with me, please talk to me directly. Why are you always targeting another person?â
Clarence looked over at her slowly, his eyes and brows full of coldness.
Alexander sensed the tense atmosphere between them. He tried several times to speak but couldnât utter any sound.
A few seconds later, Clarence said in a cold tone, âMs. Radomil, you think yourself someone important, donât you?â
âI see. Iâve got to go now. Please excuse me.â As she spoke, Stella nodded slightly at him and turned away.
âWait, Stella...â Alexander hurriedly called her. Then he turned around and said to Clarence, âIâm sorry, Mr. Conrad. Iâll be right back after seeing Stella off.â
Stella walked to the entrance, waiting for the taxi. Then she saw Alexander follow her up. She said, âI can go home myself. You donât need to give me a ride.â
Alexander said, âItâs alright. Iâll see you off.â
Upon hearing it, Stella couldnât refuse him again. She nodded.
When standing next to her, Alexander felt how furious she was. After a hesitation, he asked, âStella, do Mr. Conrad and you know each other?â
Stella was taken aback for a moment. She didnât know how to answer.
Alexander continued, âYouâre from City N and so is Mr. Conrad. Was there any misunderstanding between you two before?â
It wasnât difficult for him to figure out -- they were so rude to each other. He guessed probably they had a big grudge or they disliked each other a lot.
However, Mr. Conrad was a powerful man, who was always quite busy. How could he make trouble to a woman whom he just met for the first time?
On the other hand, Stella had moved to Anqiao Street more than half a month. She was always smiling at others. She had a good temper and was always gentle. Alexander had never seen her talking to anyone else in such a tone.
Stella didnât how to explain to him. Fortunately, the taxi arrived. She said, âMs. Hans, we can talk tomorrow. Iâm taking off now.â
Alexander nodded. âOkay. Message me when you got home.â
âSure.â
After the taxi was going afar, Alexander gradually withdrew his gaze. When he went back to the box, one of his managers was a bit unhappy. âAlex, itâs been such a long time. Where have you been?â
âI...â
âAll right. You donât need to explain. Mr. Conrad has left. Letâs call it a day.â
...
When Stella arrived home, Dolores was already sleeping. It was quiet around the house, and only chirps of insects could be heard occasionally.
She sat in the yard, supporting her head to look at the sky.
In the sky, the moon showed up afar. Soon, it was covered by the cloud.
Stella was lost in thought. She heaved a sigh in silence. When she withdrew her hands, she found nothing on her left earlobe.
She wondered when her earring was missing.
What an unlucky day!
She was always unlucky when meeting Clarence.
Stella looked depressed. When she was about to go back to her room, she heard the knocks on the door.
She paused and looked over subconsciously.
It was quite late and all the neighbors had fallen asleep. It shouldnât be any of them.
Stella asked in a low voice, âWho is it?â
The person outside the door didnât answer.
Stella ignored it. When she took a few steps into the house, there were a few knocks on the door again.
Soon, she heard Nathanâs voice. âMs. Radomil, itâs me.â
Stella was silent.
She walked over to pull the door open, only to find Nathanâs proper smile.
However, beside him, a slender figure was standing upright with both hands in the pockets. He turned his side to her, looking into the night.
Stella held back her temper. âItâs quite late. Whatâs up?â
Nathan coughed. âMs. Radomil, didnât you want to talk to Mr. Conrad in the morning? Now, Mr. Conrad is available.â
âI see. I donât want to talk to him now.â
As she spoke, she took a step back. When she was about to close the door, Clarence turned to look at her unhappily, âStella Radomil, donât push your luck too far.â
Stella said in a super nice tone, âMr. Conrad, what are you talking about? I know who I am. Pushing my luck too far? I never do it.â
The atmosphere between the two became stiffened again. Nathan could only meddle in and said, âMs. Radomil, you wanted to talk to Mr. Conrad because of the hotel resort, didnât you? Ms. Radomil, Iâm afraid you might have misunderstood. The project was decided last night. Itâs just a coincidence. I didnât expect that youâve moved here.â
After Nathan finished talking, Clarence said impatiently, âWhy are you telling her those things?â
Nathan took a few steps back, falling into the silence.
If Mr. Conrad didnât want him to tell Stella, why didnât Mr. Conrad interrupt him in the beginning? Mr. Conrad waited until he had finished talking.
Upon hearing it, Stella didnât react much.
After experiencing what had happened today, Stella had known that Clarence didnât do it for her. She might almost have flattered herself again.
Fortunately, she couldnât have a chance to meet him. Otherwise, she would be overwhelmed by his sarcasm again.
Stella said, âI see. Thank you for explaining it to me deliberately, Mr. Conrad.â
Clarence looked more unhappy. âDid I come here to explain it to you deliberately? Stella Radomil, I donât think the word âshamelessâ is enough to describe you.â
Stella kept quiet for a moment.
Then she asked, âWell, Mr. Conrad...â
Clarence pulled out his hand from the pocket and tossed something, which was flying to Stella.
She caught it subconsciously. Under the street lamp, she recognized the thing and was taken aback. Much to her surprise, he had got her missed earring.
While she was lost in thought, Clarence had lifted his foot, bypassed her, and walked into the yard.
He looked around the environment casually. âWhatâs so good of this place? Why do you enjoy staying here?â
Stella gritted her teeth, trying her best to hold back the impulse to drag him out. âOf course, it canât compare to your valuable villas, Mr. Conrad.â
Clarence cast her a glance. âCanât you speak properly?â
âMr. Conrad, you intruded otherâs house without permission. Iâm nice enough that I didnât call the police. Besides, I always speak in this way. Mr.
Conrad, if you donât want to listen to me, you can leave.â
Clarence gazed at her. Suddenly he sneered. âStella, I should record it down with a camera. Youâll know how you look like when begging me and when you donât need me.â
Stella was speechless.
She wondered if she had done it too obviously.
She inhaled deeply and lowered her voice, âMr. Conrad, Iâm not the only one staying here. Youâll interrupt my landlady. If you have anything...â
Before she could finish her words, the light in the house was on. The next second, Doloresâ voice was heard. âIs that you, Stella? Who are you talking to?â
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 82: What Do You Think, Ms. Radomil An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake Critic