Chapter 58
Twilight Club.
When Vincent stepped into the box, he saw rence sitting there, drinking. The box was extremely
quiet.
He walked to sit opposite rence, pouring a ss of wine for himself. “Hey, dude. What happened?”
rence didn’t answer.
Sensitively, Vincent saw the wound at the corner of his mouth. He clicked his tongue. He knew what
happened without getting rence’s answer.
After drinking for a while in silence, Vincent asked, “Is it so difficult for you to admit that you like her?”
rence paused his hand that was holding a goblet. He looked up at Vincent coldly, “Pardon me?”
“Well, it doesn’t matter what I said. It matters what you are thinking. You always said that you dislike
your wife, but all things you’ve done dered that you like her a lot.”
“Bullshit.”
“Then why did you ask someone to keep an eye on Horace Jason?”
After a while, rence said in a t tone, “She tried her best to divorce me just because she wanted to
marry into the Jason family. Do you think I would give her such a chance?”
Vincent was speechless.
He knew that he could never wake up someone who was pretending to sleep.
...
Since Annie went back to the Conrads'' Mansion, she started smashing things in her room. Everything
that could be smashed was broken.
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The servant was standing at the door and didn’t have the guts to calm her down. Then she went to find
Joanna.
Upon hearing it, Joanna couldn’t help frowning. “Who pissed her off again?”
“I don’t know, Mrs. Conrad. Miss Conrad is so angry since she came back.”
Joanna asked, “Has Dempseye back?”
“Not yet.”
Joanna hummed. She stood up and said, “I’ll go check on her. Call two maids to tidy her room.”
Annie had be more and more spoiled in recent years. Her original surname wasn’t Conrad, and
Dempsey had be less and less patient with her. If it weren’t for the marriage for convenience with
the Jason family, Dempsey would probably kick her out long ago.
When Joanna arrived at the door of Annie’s room, she felt a migraine when seeing the messy room.
“What happened?”
Annie shed tears when seeing Joanna. She said in an extremely aggrieved tone, “Aunt Joanna...”
“Stop crying. Tell me what happened directly.”
“I went to meet Horace today, but that woman was pestering him again.”
Joanna looked annoyed. “Which woman?”
Annie stammered. “Well... rence didn’t want me to tell you.”
“Are you truly willing to listen to him and hide it from me? Then stop weeping to me.”
“Aunt Joanna, please.” Annie bit her lower lip. “It’s Ste Radomil.”
Joanna frowned. “How could it be her?”
“I don’t know... Since she divorced rence, she has been pestering Horace. I don’t know what
rence is doing. I just scolded that bitch, but he med me.”
Joanna sneered and said, “They are the same type.”
“Aunt Joanna...”
“All right,” Joanna interrupted her, “Annie, you are not young anymore. You should pay attention to your
temper. If you marry into the Jason family and still behave so, how could Horace like you?”
Annie heard those words and her eyes were lit up. “Aunt Joanna, would you like to help me on this
matter?”
“Don’t mind the things that you don’t need to. Just get well-prepared to be the bride.”
“Thank you, Aunt Joanna!”
Walking out of Annie’s room, Joanna said to the servants outside, “Hurry up and tidy her room.”
After she took a step, she saw Justin at the corner. He asked gently, “Mom, do you truly want to make
Annie marry into the Jason family?”
Joanna said, “In the current situation, even if I didn’t want her to marry into that family, do you think he
would agree with me?”
Justin said, “It’s the best choice to let rence be in charge of Conrad Group. I’ll find a chance to talk
to Dad.”
“Justin, can’t you understand? He doesn’t want to find a sessor for Conrad Group. Instead, he
wants to find a puppet who only listens to him. You shouldn’t care that much. rence Conrad is just a
puppet that has been out of his control. He’s notparable to you in every single way.”
Justin looked a bit helpless. “Mom, no matter what, rence is my biological brother.”
Joannaughed ironically and retorted, “Who does he think he is? Does he deserve it?”
Justin heaved a slight sigh.
Joanna added, “Don’t mind those businesses. Justin, go back to your room and have a rest.”
...
Ste was sitting on the sofa in silence. Sherry was sitting opposite her with a water ss in her hands.
From time to time, she cast Ste a nce secretly and dared not to speak at all.
After a long while, Ste finally came back to her senses. She asked, “Sherry, are you feeling better?”
Sherry immediately answered, “Sure. I’m fine now. I don’t have any headache after drinking the
hangover soup you prepared for me.”
Upon hearing it, Ste seemed to think about something. Then she fell into silence again.
Sherry scratched her head. Now, she had been in a messy rtionship, so she couldn’t find any words
to convince Ste.
After a few minutes, Ste said, “If you’repletely fine, I’ll go home now. Call me if you need
anything.”
“Ste, why not I move to stay with you for a few days?” Sherry was worried about her. “During this
period, Liam wille here from time to time. If I stay with you, I can get some peace.”
Ste thought for a moment. It did make sense. “Okay,” she agreed.
After arriving home, Ste sat at the desk and drew the design drafts for almost the whole day.
Sherry was lying prone on the sofa, eating and sleeping continuously, muddling along without any aim.
At midnight, Sherry was woken up by the ringing tone of a phone in the study, only to find that Ste
answered a call and her expression changed dramatically. Then Ste picked up her jacket, heading
out of her apartment.
Sherry asked, “What happened?”
“Chan is in the detention house.”
“Holy smoke! What happened? Shall I go with you together?”
“No, thanks. I can go there myself. They told me that Chan is a victim. It shouldn’t be a big matter.”
Sherry said, “All right. Call me if you need any help.”
Ste hummed in response and rushed away.
When she arrived at the detention house, Ste saw a few gangsters sitting on the benches. Hearing
her footsteps, they all looked up at her, their eyes full of evil intentions.
Channing was sitting not far away from them. His handsome face was covered with wounds.
Ste inhaled deeply. She walked over and asked, “What happened, Channing?”
Her brother looked up at her, frowning. “Why did they call you over?”
“I’m your older sister. Who else could they inform?”
Right then, a policeman walked over with a notebook. “Excuse me. Are you Channing’s guardian?”
Ste turned around and nodded. “Yes. I’m his older sister. What on earth happened?”
“Those group of men rushed to the ce where your brother is working. Then they had some conflicts.
Your brother fought against them.”