When Stella reached the workshop, Sherry stood at the entrance while gagging painfully, her face was
as pale as a sheet.
Stella approached her and patted her on her back, “Sherry, are you alright?”
Sherry turned towards the source of the voice, said in a weak tone, “Ah, you’re here, Stella. I’m fine,
I’ve gotten used to it for the past two days.”
“Let’s go inside first.”
As they entered the office, Stella poured Sherry a cup of water and asked, “Have you been throwing up
a lot these two days?”
Sherry slumped over on the desk and said, “I can’t even eat anything. It’ll just go back out the same
way it got in.”
She let out a long sigh as she said that. A while later, she added, “Now I finally know how you felt back
when you’re pregnant, this absolutely sucks. I swear I don’t want to have a baby ever again after this .”
Stella smiled, sat opposite from her and said, “It’s true that the early days of pregnancy does kinda
suck, but you’ll feel different as the baby in your womb grows bigger.”
Sherry drank some water and replied, “Whatever, I won’t be experiencing that ‘different’ experience. I
can’t wait for half a month to pass, then this whole ordeal will be over.”
Stella was stunned for a while, before she asked, “Did…You tell Daniel about this?”
“I did. He said he’ll need some time to think it through. My guess is he’s startled by this,” said Sherry,
“He’s a man, after all. They only say surface-level stuff, since his words definitely have a meaning
behind them. I don’t really care that much, as this little incident will come to an end half a month later.”
Stella pursed her lips as she heard what Sherry said, not judging her.
This was between the two of them, Stella should not have a hand in it, anyway. So, all she could do
was wait and see what happens next.
“Let’s not talk about this anymore,” said Sherry, “Am I right at assuming that you’ve settled everything
with the Steward Group, since you’re here at the workshop today?”
Stella nodded before replying, “The project is on-going now, and there’s no incidents so far. It’s just that
I don’t really understand the business side of things very well, so I have Donald helping me with that.”
As Sherry heard the name ‘Donald’, she thought for a while and asked, “Is it the same rich, spoiled kid
named Donald who looked like he couldn’t hold a bucket even if his dear life depended on it that we
met in a bar that time?”
Stella smiled, “It’s him.”
Sherry sighed and said, “Just as I thought, these people appear to be immensely unreliable, but in
reality, they are very much capable people that are experts in their respective fields. I’m a different
case, though, I appear to be unreliable, but in reality, I’m even more unreliable than I appear to be.”
Stella knew that people who were pregnant would most likely be moody and depressed, as she patted
her head and asked, “Alright, what do you want for lunch? Lunch’s on me, don’t worry about it.”
“Aren’t you going to eat with your beloved Mr. Conrad?”
“He’ll only come to fetch me at night.”
Sherry rubbed her hands together and said, “Ah, don’t mind if I do, then! I’ve haven’t had any appetite
these few days. You bet I’m gonna feast to comfort my poor old tummy!”
“Fine by me.”
At the same time, at the Conrad family…
When Dempsey heard that Clarence had come back to the house, his expression darkened as he
waved his hand to signal the maid to go back downstairs.
He sat in his study for some time before using his walking cane to go downstairs.
In the living room, Clarence sat on a sofa, his cold face not showing any emotions.
Dempsey sat opposite to him and said in a flat tone, “Don’t you hate this family to its guts? Why are
you back here, then?”
Clarence remained emotionless as he spoke in a slow pace, “You spent so much time and effort to get
Stella to come over to this house, didn’t you? I figured it must be because you wanted to see my face
again, so I came here without your invitation.”
As he heard what Clarence said, Dempsey’s eyebrows twitched as he started to lose his cool, “I guess
you won’t be coming back here in your lifetime if it wasn’t for that girl, then.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that. When one day you, very unfortunately, kicked the bucket, I’ll be sure
to come back here to send you off to the afterlife.”
In an instant, Dempsey’s temper blew up as he forcefully slammed his cane onto the floor, “Watch what
you’re bloody saying, bastard!”
Clarence replied, “I would’ve expected someone who’s this old like you to have grasped the concept of
‘All life are bound to end’ long ago, apparently I’m wrong.”
“You just wanted me to die earlier, don’t you!?”
“I’m pretty sure you feel the same way towards me, no?”
Clarence effortlessly tore down the already thin film between him and the Conrad family.
Dempsey’s face was darker than the night sky, as he was rendered speechless by Clarence’s
statement.
Clarence said in an even colder tone, “Whatever you lots want to do to me, I don’t care. If you wanted
me dead, come at me. But, if you do as much as touching Stella’s hair, I wouldn’t mind bringing you lots
down with me.”
The living room fell silent after Clarence finished his sentence.
After a while, Dempsey calmed down and said, “What were you saying just now? Why must everything
revolve around death and all those bad stuff? It’s not that serious now, is it? Can’t you see that she’s
living just fine?”
Clarence replied, “She is fine, for now. But if anything like that ever happens again, even I can’t tell
what I’ll end up doing.”
Dempsey said in a deep tone, “Clare, didn’t I tell you to put the family before everything else when I
handed the Conrad Group over to you? And now you’re saying such nonsense for a woman’s sake.
How could you steep this low?”
“For a woman’s sake?” said Clarence in his unchanged light tone, “Don’t you lots know how important
she is to me before spending so much time to lie to her and get her over to this house?”
Dempsey frowned and said, “Lie to her? What do you mean we lied to her? So are we supposed to kick
her out if she wishes to stay in the Conrad family, then?”
Clarence smirked and got up, “I’ve said what I wanted to say, I don’t care if you listen to it or not.”
After Clarence left, Dempsey sat on a sofa. He could not help but yell out, “Mad, he’s gone mad!”
Joanna came down from upstairs and said, “Well, it’s not exactly news, is it?”
Dempsey did not expect Clarence would come face to face with him just for Stella.
It did not cross his mind even once.
Though this meant that Stella was more useful to him than he expected…
However, if he ever messed with Stella again, he was certain that Clarence would snap and become an
absolute mad dog.
If he really did snap, it could turn out to be losses for both sides.
Dempsey stayed silent for a while before saying to Joanna, “How’s the search for Dolores going? Is
there still no clue as to where she is?”
With her hands crossed in front of her chest, Joanna sighed and said, “Sadly, no.”
Dempsey furrowed his eyebrows and said, “Please put more effort on this, it’d be great if we can find
her before the Board does. She’ll be a bargaining chip on our side to deal with emergency situations.”
“Don’t you have plans to deal with such emergency situations?”
“Well, I do, but…”
Something went wrong in London. The people that were sent there had not returned, so even if there
were faxes and copies of the document, as long as the document itself was not in his possession,
Dempsey would be restless until then.
Dempsey squinted his eyes, he was not sure if the people were stalking him or not. Moreover, after
failing at Clarence’s hands so many times, he felt that it was better safe than sorry.
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