Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

“I don’t need you to teach me.” Modesty said in a mocking tone, “You must be very complacent, right?

Although I replaced you to be the first prize of the Young Designers' Contest and studied in Paris for

three years, I’m still inferior to you. Stop pretending. You must be laughing at me in your heart, right?”

Stella retorted, “You’re really funny. I never have such a thought and never want to compete with you.

It’s you who secretly compared yourself with me. On the one hand, you know that you’re inferior to me

in strength; on the other hand, you think that you studied in Paris before and I should be inferior to

you.”

She continued, “No matter it be the first prize of Young Designers' Contest, or the opportunity to study

in Paris, they happened three years ago. It was you who refuse to let go of these and keep using this

matter to make a trouble.”

Modesty retorted, “Sounds like you’re a righteous person, but everyone knows that you abandoned this

opportunity for the sake of money. Do you think that you’re nobler than me? I don’t think my creation is

inferior to yours. It’s just that I’m not as lucky as you.”

Stella smiled lightly and chose not to argue with her anymore. She turned around and then left.

Thanks to Modesty, otherwise, she would never be able to hear others praise her good luck.

After Stella’s departure, Modesty bit her lower lip while taking a glance at the necklace in the waste

container.

…

When Stella walked pass the door, she was stopped by Stanford.

Stanford said, “Ms. Radomil, what a coincidence, I want to talk with you about something.

The Jason family organized a charity party to auction jewelry and raised some jewelry from rich ladies

for the auction. And all the benefits generation from the auction party would be used in charitable

activities.

Naturally, as a first-class jewelry magazine in the country, SG Jewelry Magazine received an invitation

to the auction party.

Stanford discussed it with his boss and decided to take a piece of jewelry that the magazine had been

collecting for a long time to the party. They also decided to let Stella and Modesty bring their designs to

the party. In this way, it could only help SG Jewelry Magazine win favorable impression from the public,

but also help the two designers gain popularity in the jewelry industry of the country so that they would

get more clients of advanced customization.

It was just that the charity party would be helped in the next weekend and there was not much time left

for them.

Stanford said, “You can take the works you designer before to this auction party, every style is

welcomed.”

Stella nodded her head, “I see.”

…

After coming back home, Stella sat down before the desk and began to modify Phoebe’s design

drawing. Then she uncontrollably thought of what Stanford told her today.

Ever since she married Clarence until she divorced him and joined SG Jewelry Magazine, she had

never picked up her drawing pens. Therefore, she didn’t design anything in the past three years. As for

the jewelry she designed three years ago… When she had a look at them now, she felt dissatisfied with

them.

Luckily, whenever she had a light bulb moment, she would record it on the notebook.

Stella leafed through her notebook and found that the most impressive inspiration for her was the one

recorded on the page that was ripped down before.

Stella randomly rummaged the things on the desk and accidently knocked off a thing.

She picked it up from the ground and found that it was the pocket watch they found from Jeffrey’s

leather suitcase.

Stella opened the pocket watch. Looking at the group photos of them three, she gently rubbed the edge

of the watch, seeming to be lost in her thoughts.

After a short while, she suddenly put down the pocket watch and opened her painting and began to

sketch the drawing.

When she finished the drawing, Stella stretched her arms lazily.

She took a glance at the clock and found it was already eleven o’clock.

After that thing, Alisa, a maid in the house, never reminded her to have dinner again. She simply put

the dishes she prepared in the pot and used soft fire to keep it hot.

Stella then went downstairs to have dinner.

When she finished the dinner, it was already half past eleven.

Clarence hadn’t come back.

Stella hesitated for a while and then sent Nathan a message: [Is Clarence still working in the

company?]

Nathan replied her soon: [Yes.]

Stella: [Has he eaten?]

Nathan: [Not yet.]

Stella thought that no matter why Clarence beat up Liam before, he vented the anger for Sherry after

all.

And she didn’t want to owe him anything.

Stella stood up and went to the kitchen. She made a sandwich and put it into a thermal lunch box. She

then went upstairs to take her coat and then left the house.

In the CEO’s office of Conrad Group…

Nathan took back his phone from Clarence and asked, “Mr. Conrad, aren’t you getting off the work?”

Clarence replied in a flat tone, “I have to deal with several documents. You can go back now.”

“Okay.”

When Nathan was about to leave, Clarence stopped him, “If Stella comes here later, tell the security

guard to green light her.”

“Okay.”

It turned out that he was waiting for Stella.

Nathan thought that even since Clarence went to Anqiao Street, he was not as aggressive or trenchant

as how he treated Stella before.

This was a good start.

He thought that he would not have to rack his mind to find excuses for Mr. Conrad to alleviate the

awkwardness in the future.

Nathan went downstairs and paid a special visit to the security room and told the security guard that

Mrs. Conrad would come to the company later and they should green light her.

The security guard nodded his heads.

But Nathan hadn’t expected that short after his leaving, Vivian Sean came to the company.

Although they used many resources to enhance Vivian’s popularity before, they stopped helping her

because Vivian asked for too many things. She dreamed of being Clarence’s wife, moreover, she put

on airs in the cooperation with a company before and even defamed the company. Later, the company

put the recoding on the Internet, which damaged Vivian’s reputation a lot.

Although Vivian was so angry, she could not do anything to solve it. So she could only have a try and

come to beg Clarence, hoping that he would give her the other chance.

She hadn’t expected that she would enter the company so easily.

The security guard on duty today was newly recruited and he had never seen Vivian before. As Nathan

told him that Mrs. Conrad would visit the company later, he thought that Vivian was the one as she was

so beautiful and delicately dressed.

Out of his expectation, a woman in loose cloth came here ten minutes later. She was more beautiful

than Vivian.

He was completely dumbfounded.

Which one was the real Mrs. Conrad?

When Stella stepped into the building, she found that the security guard had taken several glances at

them. Hesitantly, she asked in a low voice, “Can’t I get in now?”

She remembered that the Conrad Group had a rule – designers of SG Jewelry Magazine were not

allowed to enter the company. But she hadn’t told the security guard that she was a designer form SG

Jewelry Magazine.

The security guard was also dumbfounded. He asked gingerly, “Are you Mr. Conrad’s wife?”

Stella replied, “I’m not.”

“Then why are you here late in the evening?”

Stella took a glance at her thermal lunch box. Originally she wanted to tell the security guard that she

was here to send some dishes to Clarence. But after a second thought, she replied, “I just pass by

here.”