Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 25

Rebecca looked at Horace jokingly, “She’s so young and immature, perhaps it’s just a joke! Horace, what do you think?”

Horace had a headache when listening to their words, “Rebecca, I’ll go and drive the car.”

“Fine, fine, just go. We’ll wait for you here.”

After Horace left, Rebecca said, “What about you, Phoebe? What are your plans?”

Phoebe raised her eyebrows, “What plans can I have, love relationship is something that can’t be forced.”

“Don’t behave like this in front of me. I recently heard that Clarence has divorced. The Conrad family is planning to rearrange his marriage. The reason that you come back this time is certainly because of this, right?”

Phoebe did not admit it but she did not deny it either. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Although she and Clarence were not considered to have grown up together, the two families had a good relationship. She and Clarence were similar in age so others always thought that they would be the best match for each other.

But, she never expected that Clarence surprisingly would get married secretly and the woman that he married was a woman that was sold to Twilight Club.

Due to this, Phoebe was angry at home for a long time but after she thought about it, she felt that it was reasonable. It was extremely suitable that an illegitimate son married a woman that was cheaply sold.

She originally thought that when she went abroad, she could forget everything here but none of the men she met was as good as Clarence. Moreover, in the past three years, the power of the Conrad

Group had obviously fallen into Clarence’s control. He was powerful and handsome, which was something that could make women fall in love with him. These advantages had long covered up his identity of being an illegitimate son.

What was more, not many people in this world knew that he was an illegitimate son.

The education Phoebe received since childhood did not allow her to interfere in other’s marriages even if she really despised Clarence’s woman. So, after hearing the news that he had divorced, she immediately came back from overseas.

She had waited for three years and it would finally come to fruition at this moment.

…

At 10 p.m.

The rush hour in the busy business district had already passed. The streets seemed much more spacious.

A person stumbled out of the corner and ran straight to the tallest building.

He was followed by a group of people with sticks. It did not take long for them to catch up with him and they held him down on the ground while punching and kicking him.

Clarence walked to the car, stopped and turned his head to look at the farce that was not far in front of him.

Nathan understood and immediately walked over. From the beaten person’s words, he managed to know about the situation and when he came back, his face was slightly serious, “Mr. Conrad, it’s Mrs. Conrad’s father.”

Under the warm street light, Clarence, who was with cold facial features, strode over.

In the crowd, Jeffrey who was beaten covered his head tightly with his hands and only some voices came out, “My son-in-law…the president of the Conrad Group, money…”

When the group of men saw someone coming, they originally wanted to threaten but after seeing the person’s clothes and temperament, they knew that he was having a powerful background. He was even followed by bodyguards so they quickly stepped back and gave him a way.

When Jeffrey saw that the fists that fell on his body miraculously disappeared, he hurriedly raised his head and found that a pair of black leather shoes was in front of him. He braced himself and looked up. He became very delighted and he grabbed the bottom part of his trousers, “This is my son-in-law. He has plenty of money, you guys ask him for it, he will give you guys no matter how much it is!”

Clarence looked at Jeffrey’s hand that was full of blood. He bent his body and squatted with a cold and indifferent voice, “I remember when I gave you money last time, I’ve told you not to appear in front of me again.”

Jeffrey did not bother this at all. He climbed up and wiped a handful of blood and ash from his face, “Clarence, do you think I don’t know how much money you have, do you think you can get rid of me with just five hundred thousand yuan?”

Now only he realized that it was better to directly ask for money from Clarence than from Stella. It was true that rich people were more generous as he directly gave five hundred thousand yuan at once.

Clarence raised his eyes and glanced at the group of people waiting around, “How much do you want this time.”

Jeffrey stretched out a finger, “Haha, not much, one million yuan will be sufficient.”

Clarence suddenly laughed, stood up and said, “Do you think I’m doing public welfare.”

“Clarence, you won’t suffer a loss by giving one million yuan.” Jeffrey also stood up and he came close to him, whispering, “When Stella was sold to Twilight Club at that time, the price was also almost this amount. They were very generous as they did not bargain at all. If it wasn’t because that you brought her away afterward, the money would have been in my pocket. I think it’s reasonable for me to get such a little interest from you now, right?”

Clarence’s face rapidly became cold, “Get lost.”

“Clarence, anyway, I know you and Stella have already divorced now. She is so beautiful and many men like her. If you don’t give me this amount of money, I’ll go ask others for it but you better don’t regret it.”

Clarence glanced at him coldly and sternly. He pursed his thin lips and his entire body was emitting a great coldness.

Just when Nathan thought that he was about to get furious, a cold and chilly voice sounded, “Give him two million yuan.”

Hearing this, Jeffrey’s face was instantly filled with smiles. He reached out and patted Clarence’s shoulder, saying joyfully, “You’re the best son-in-law, that’s what you should do.”

Clarence pulled his hand away and warned word for word, “Keep the money well. If you dare to trouble Stella again, I will let you have the chance to take the money but have no chance to spend it as you’re dead.”

Jeffrey’s smile stiffened for a moment but it quickly returned to its original state, “Don’t worry, I’ll take the money and go far away. I’ll never bother you guys.”

Without even looking at him, Clarence turned around and got in the Rolls Royce parked on the roadside.

After Nathan finished handling Jeffrey’s matter, he got in the car and before he sat down properly, an extraordinarily cold voice sounded behind him, “How is the matter that I ask you to ask Francis?”

Nathan quickly said, “Francis said that when Mrs. Conrad came to him at that time, she said that her family had an urgent need for money. As he saw that Mrs. Conrad’s design work was very spiritual, he didn’t want to bury her talent so he submitted an application to you but you rejected it. You have ruthlessly criticized Mrs. Conrad’s idea and said that ‘this opportunity is reserved for people who really have design dreams, but not for people who use this competition as a business opportunity and want to gain benefit from it’.”

“…”

Nathan totally did not realize how murderous his words were. He was just afraid that Clarence would think that he did not work hard enough and had neglected what he ordered him to do. He was clearly a dutiful and hardworking assistant so how could he receive this kind of questioning.

Nathan continued, “Francis said that Mrs. Conrad was sad and despondent after hearing it but she left without saying anything more. Not long after, Mrs. Conrad was sold to Twilight Club. When Francis heard about this matter, he perceived that it may be related to the family matter that Mrs. Conrad said before. After he went to Twilight Club to investigate, he found that Mrs. Conrad was involuntarily sold to it by her father’s creditor of loan sharks, but…”

Nathan paused for a while and only then said, “I’ve gone to Twilight Club to do the investigation. Someone said that when Mrs. Conrad was sold to it, he saw that Jeffrey did appear in the scene. So, it’s very likely that he cooperated with the creditor of loan sharks to…”