Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 451

Before Stella could think over it, Clarence held up her hand and took a step forward, “Let’s go. Although the matter here has come to an end, it is not yet solved.”

Stella pulled herself together and pressed her lips together gently. She knew he was mentioning Jeffrey.

Lyndon had escaped and his men all disappeared too. Probably Jeffrey was now under Clarence’s control.

Clarence took her to a VIP longue which was not far away from the banquet hall.

Nathan was waiting outside.

Seeing them, Nathan greeted, “Mr. Conrad, Ms. Radomil.”

Clarence asked, “Is he still alive?”

Nathan replied, “Yes.”

Clarence had instructed him before that if Jeffrey struggled, they could directly resort to physical means. It was fine as long as they didn’t kill him.

Although Jeffrey didn’t struggle, he kept cursing and his words were all abusive. He even cursed at Stella. To quiet him, Nathan asked his men to wrap his head in a bag and beat him up. Now he was lying inside and kept groaning.

Jeffery’s voice sounded when the door was opened.

Huddling on the floor with his hands on his belly, Jeffrey groaned from time to time.

Hearing the footsteps, Jeffrey looked up. His groan became louder.

Clarence said blandly, “Now that you can still make sounds, it means that they’ve shown mercy to you when beating you.”

Hearing his words, Jeffrey hurriedly picked himself up from the ground. With bruises all over his face, he forced a smile with difficulty, “Huh, my dear daughter and daughter-in-law, we meet again. I miss you so much during this period.”

Stella looked at him coldly, “I didn’t expect to see you again. You should have died before.”

“Doesn’t this mean that I’m so lucky? My daughter and son all become capable now and I haven’t enjoyed my life. How pitiful it will be if I die!”

Clarence commented, “You’re the cheekiest person I’ve seen.”

Stella continued, “Where did you bury my mother?”

Hearing her words, Jeffrey curled his lips into a weird smile, “She has died. Is it necessary to give her a tomb? She had been burnt to ashes and thrown into the water.”

Stella knitted her brows tightly. She studied him for a long while and then suddenly turned around, “I have no more questions.”

Since Jeffery wouldn’t tell her the truth, it was meaningless to ask him about Channing.

Jeffrey shouted at her back, “My dear daughter, you can’t leave me alone. Just now I spoke for you in the public. I’ve raised you since childhood. Now you become rich, how can you not take care of me?”

Stella ignored him and directly walked out of the room.

Clarence walked to Jeffery and said in a flat tone, “Do you remember what I’ve told you?”

Jeffrey looked towards him, his expression suddenly becoming stiff. He was suddenly clutched by a gush of chillness on the back and swallowed the words he wanted to say.

Clarence turned around, walked to the door and gave an order, “Kill him.”

Nathan replied, “Yes.”

Short after Clarence’s leaving, a person walked over from not far away.

Nathan slightly nodded at him, “Mr. William.”

William also nodded his head to greet him. He then looked at the room behind him and asked, “Can I take this person away.”

“Of course.”

“Thank you.”

…

After leaving the hotel, Stella walked out. She stared at the dark sky, seeming to be pondering something.

Clarence walked to her in strides, “It’s over.”

Stella softly groaned an answer, “Yeah, it’s over.”

Several seconds later, Clarence said, “I will help you move out of that house tonight.”

It seemed like the fire started from the upstairs.

Stella walked to the stairs and then went upstairs. As she walked inside, she found the condition became more and more serious. Many metal frames of the paintings which were hung on the walls were now piling up on the ground like waste iron.

Lyndon’s bedroom was in the end of the corridor.

When Stella prepared to walk into the bedroom, Clarence grabbed her hand, “Change your cloth first. Don’t you feel it troublesome with this dress?”

Stella lowered her head and finally realized that she was still wearing an evening dress. The hemline of the dress had been smudged by the black dirt.

She groaned an answer, turned around and walked towards her bedroom.

When she prepared to close the door, Clarence slipped into the room.

Stella, “…”

She asked, “I’m changing my cloth. Why do you enter here?”

Clarence replied, “I haven’t come to your room. Let me visit it.”

Stella snorted and took several steps towards the inside. She found her room was also seriously burnt. Luckily, the wardrobe was intact. The whole room was prevailed by the smell of smoke. Luckily, she found some intact clothes, which could solve her current problem.

When Stella prepared to walk into the bathroom with the clothes in her arms, Clarence raised his brows and said, “Do you still regard me as an outsider?”

Stella couldn’t endure him any longer, “Fuck off.”

She banged close the door and locked that annoying man outside. Stella then took off her dress and changed into her own clothes. She instantly felt much more comfortable.

When she walked out of the bathroom, Stella found that Clarence was clenching his phone with a cold expression. She guessed that he probably received a call just now and the person at the other end of the phone said something to her.

Stella asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”

Clarence looked towards her, “Nothing. Do you get changed?”

“Yes. Let’s go. I want to have a look of Lyndon’s room.”

“Let’s go.”