The CEO’s Ex Wife Returns With A Baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

There had been an odd hush during the entire feast ever since Clarence and Phoebe arrived. Everyone present had realized that there was nothing left of the Jason family save an empty shell. The Jason family organized this charity event in an effort to assist Dempsey in gaining access to their network. The Jason family had a lot of relationships and a certain reputation even if they were in decline. In addition, a great deal of interest was expressed in contacting the Conrad family. They also knew that although Dempsey appeared to be the head of the Conrad family, Clarence ultimately held the last say. But the circumstances were slightly altered because the Conrad family had chosen the marriage for the Jason family's convenience. They were also perplexed as to why, just before the crunch, Clarence left town for a hotel resort project. Without any protection, he gave the lustful Dempsey the Conrad Group. Although things had changed, no one was willing to doubt Clarence's ability

George was about to leave the VIP lounge when the door opened just as he was finishing up. At the door stood Clarence. Without expressing emotion, he stated, "Jason Group, the organizer, ought to accept responsibility for the incident that occurred. Are you certain, Mr. Jason, that you won't handle it and depart in this manner?" "Mr. Conrad, since you said so, are you going to take care of it?" George asked, looking more irritated at him. "You misunderstood, Mr. Jason. I simply walked by this place." Only Stanford understood, out of everyone present, that he wasn't just passing through. Stanford cleared his throat. "Mr. Jason, I can guarantee that there were no problems at all before the jewelry was sent here," he remarked as he approached. “While traveling, our staff kept an eye on them and didn't abandon them. Could you kindly ask the hotel to provide us with the surveillance, Mr. Jason?" George asked anxiously, "Do you want me to leave so many of my guests in the h

Stella hid her smile and gave a small nod. Sherry found herself swearing silently. "Have you given her that necklace?" she asked softly. “Yes. Annie threw it away.” “Forget it," said Sherry. “Simply let it alone. In any case, the design payment is yours. How they handle it is their own business." Sherry understood that each designed product was distinct and represented the designer's effort, even though her statements made logic. Stella was clearly upset to see the finished product she had developed broken and thrown in front of her. “Come on, Stella, let's get home.” Just as she was about to speak, Sherry noticed Clarence leave the hotel. He was expressionless and gave off a chilly vibe. He strode to the side of the road where a Rolls-Royce was parked. He didn't even give them a sidelong glance. Nathan glanced at Stella hesitantly as he followed. All he could do was nod at Stella and quickly move the car away, not sure if he should invite her inside. "What's wron

Stella made her way back to her room, opened the suitcase, and replaced her things inside. After finishing that, she comatosely lay down on the bed. Even though she hadn't accomplished anything today, she felt utterly worn out. Her phone rang as she was lost in thought and staring out the window. Stella straightened up and surveyed her room. Her phone was then visible on the desk. It was Phoebe's call. "Ms. Radomil, hello. In Annie's stead, allow me to apologize to you. She had been pampered since she was young. Don't take anything personally, please." Stella reassured everyone, "It's okay." "Although it sounds a bit abrupt, I'm quite curious, wondering if what Annie said was real," Phoebe replied after a moment of silence. “Don't misinterpret, please. I meant nothing more than that. All I want to know is how you and Clarence are related." "I'm his ex-wife." "This is how it ends up... I apologize. I was unaware of your previous relationship. I apologize for offend

A black automobile was pulled over in front of Stella as soon as she left the SG Jewelry Magazine office. She retreated a few paces subconsciously, her heart pounding. Her awful feeling in her heart grew greater. Before long, the car's door was open. Nolan Conrad, the Conrad family's butler, was let off. "Good day, Ms. Radomil," he said. “Would you kindly accompany me back to the Conrads' Mansion?" He seemed extremely courteous, yet his tone was icy and resolute. Stella refused to go, shaking her head. “I am not married to Clarence Conrad. I'm not required to." Nolan continued, "Ms. Radomil, I was sent here by Mr. Dempsey. Please consider the baby inside of you if you don't care about yourself. The infant was not to be tortured." He had two bodyguards positioned behind him. Stella appeared pallid at once. Her blood seemed to have hardened, and she felt icy cold all over. She had considered this day earlier. She was surprised, though, that this would happen so quickly. She