Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

It was the same part-timer from before.

The two of them simply locked gaze with their chilly eyes. None of them spoke.

Just as Channing was about to move forward again, Clarence’s bodyguard appeared out of nowhere

and apprehended him.

While the bodyguard was consulting Clarence’s opinion on how he should handle this young man,,

both Vivian and the manager of Twilight Club arrived at the scene too.

Clarence seemed like he wasn’t having the best of patience as he ordered curtly, “Call the police.”

Upon seeing this, the manager swiftly came over, “Mr. Conrad, Mr. Conrad, there must be some

misunderstanding here. Channing isn’t like that normally. Hey, Channing, faster apologize to Mr.

Conrad…”

Although Channing’s movement was being constricted, he didn’t look fazed or embarrassed in any

way. He simply replied without any emotion, “I won’t apologize. He knows full well what he has done

before.”

“Then, enlighten me on what I have done before.”

Channing shifted his gaze on Vivian before returning it to him. He then chuckled, “Everyone knows

about your embarrassing stuff. Do you still want me to put it into words?”

Vivian looked like she wanted to refute him, but before she could say anything, she suddenly met

Clarence’s cold gaze. She could only swallow her words.

The manager said awkwardly, “Mr. Conrad, previously when you and Vivian did that… in front of the

Twilight Club, a lot of people have witnessed that scene.”

Clarence glanced at Channing a few more times before ordering his man to bring him away.

Clarence said to the manager, “Give me his details.”

With how this young man was behaving, he couldn’t be a kind man who wanted to dabble in other’s

business because of injustice.

When the manager hurried off, Vivian anxiously said, “Mr. Conrad, I…”

“I am not that kind and patient. You should keep to yourself what I have given you, and those that I

have not given you, you don’t even try to challenge my limit.”

After saying that, he immediately went into an empty suite just beside him.

Vivian stood rooted to the spot with her teeth gnashed. How could this be? How could Stella end up in

the Conrad family just because she had used some methods, but how could she end up with nothing

here?

In no time, the manager came over with Channing’s information, “Mr. Conrad, these are everything you

have asked for.”

Clarence glanced at the documents and said in a faint voice, “Channing Radomil.”

“Right… Mr. Conrad, Channing is…”

“Does he have a sister?”

The manager looked confused, “I had never heard him mentioning about it.”

Clarence put down the documents and gave the manager a number, “Call to verify.”

…

Eleven o’clock at night.

Stella was lying in bed after a bath, and when she was about to enjoy some music before sleeping, her

phone suddenly rang.

A voice asked her at the other end, “May I know is this Miss Stella Radomil?”

“I am. May I know who is speaking?”

“I am the manager of Twilight Club. Miss Radomil, is Channing your brother?”

When she heard the words “Twilight Club”, she suddenly felt a head ache. At the mention of her

brother’s name, she hesitated slightly before answering, “Yes, what happened to him?”

The manger was very polite, “Channing is one of our part-timers here, but he has hit a customer just

now. I might need you to come here.”

Stella answered while shoving aside her blanket, “I’ll be there soon!”

“Miss Radomil, you don’t need to hurry over. Take your time.”

“…”

After hanging up, Stella hastily changed her clothes and as she dashed out of her bedroom, Sherry

asked, “Stella, where are you going now at such a late hour?”

Stella updated her with the situation, “Channing has beaten someone. I need to go take a look.”

“What the…?” Sherry sounded alert immediately, “Wait me for a moment, let me get a change of

clothes. I’ll send you there by car.”

After twenty minutes, a car stopped right in front of Twilight Club.

Stella and Sherry made their ways inside with one in front of the other. They walked all the way to a

VIP suite on the second floor. The manager standing outside said, “Only Miss Radomil is allowed to go

in.”

Sherry wasn’t all too reassured letting Stella going in alone, and when she wanted to raised her

concerns, Stella interrupted her, “Sherry, just wait for me here.” After saying that, she looked at the

always smiling manager and felt that something was amiss here. So, she added in a whisper, “If I don’t

come out in ten minutes, call the police.”

The manager pushed the door of the suite open, “Miss Radomil, this way.”

After Stella entered, the door was slammed shut.

Stella gazed at the now shut door and her hand subconsciously tightened around her phone as she

made her way deeper into the suite.

After only taking a few steps, she saw a man with his eyes lightly shut sitting on a sofa.

Stella didn’t say anything at the moment.

She stopped short and said, “Mr. Conrad.”

The man didn’t stir, as if he had fallen asleep.

After waiting for close to thirty seconds, she then began again, “Mr. Conrad, if nothing concerns me

here, please allow me to… take my leave.”

“Stella.”

Clarence slowly opened his eyes and revealed a chilly gaze directed at her, “At first, it was your dad.

Now, it’s your little brother. Why don’t you tell me what do you actually want from me?”

“I don’t know what you are…”

“If you can come out straight with what you want, perhaps I would still be in the mood to fulfil your

cheap wishes. But if you still can’t be satisfied and plan to continue this farce, then don’t blame me for

being heartless.”

Stella bit her lips, not knowing what to say to that.

Just now when she saw Clarence, coupled with the manager’s strange attitude, she thought that

Clarence wanted to lure her here purposely.

However, after hearing what he had to say, that was obviously not the case.

Under the glow of the dim lighting, Stella finally discovered that Clarence’s lips were slightly chapped at

the edges. There was a light red scar there.

After a brief silence, she began, “Did Channing come to meet you?”

Clarence stood up and approached her in large strides, “What do you think?”

Stella was forced to the corner of the walls, which allowed her to get a good look of the wound on her

mouth and some bruises on his skin.

Clarence’s black eyes were narrowed, and his long fingers lifted her chin upwards, “Do you think I will

trust you?”

Stella met his emotionless gaze and stammered, “There’s nothing I can do even if you don’t believe

me. Channing knows that I am going to divorce you, and maybe he thought that you had done

something unforgivable towards me. That’s why he…”

“Then, please tell me, what kind of unforgivable things I have done to you?”

Stella was once again silent. She averted her gaze away.

Didn’t he know full well what he had done? Did he really want to hear it from someone’s mouth?

Or did he feel proud of his past actions?

Clarence saw that she couldn’t bring herself to answer, so he answered in her place, “Your little brother

thought that I have cheated on you with Vivian, and I even made her pregnant. Do you think so too?”

Stella let out a perfunctory laugh after an awkward silence, “Mr. Conrad, you must be kidding me. I

never think like that.”

For someone like him, even if he really cheated, that wouldn’t count too. People would say that he was

going after his true love. She wasn’t qualified to criticize him in any way.

Clarence let go of her and turned towards the sofa, “Come here.”

Stella was in the wrong here, so she could only follow him.

Clarence once again sat down on the sofa and crossed his long legs. He glanced at a first-aid kit on the

table and jerked up his chin lightly at it.

Stella twitched her mouth as she took out a cotton swab and iodine. She dutifully treated his wound,

but she couldn’t help muttering, “If I came late just now, your wound would have healed.”

Clarence looked up at her faintly and said all of a sudden, “Vivian is not pregnant.”