Chapter 62


    When Ste arrived in thepany, she saw Modesty walk out of Stanford’s office with an annoyed


    look, her eyes full of willingness to submit.


    Modesty took a few steps and saw Ste. In her high heels, she approached Ste. “I heard that you


    are the one who was offered the opportunity from Conrad Group originally, aren’t you?”


    Ste answered in a t tone. “Probably.”


    “Why did you refuse them?”


    “If I got something that wasn’t gained by my hard work, I’m afraid I can’t fall asleep at night.”


    Ste didn’t understand why rence would have offered such a chance. Once it was said that he


    would make Vivian famous, andter the official exnation was that Conrad Group liked her design


    abilities.


    Ste wasn’t a naive or inexperienced young girl. How could she believe in such a high-sounding


    excuse?


    Upon hearing it, Modesty misunderstood that Ste was mocking her for she had got the chance to


    study in Paris three years ago, which was not based on her own hard work but was snatched from


    Ste.


    Modesty said, “Ste Radomil, don’t overestimate yourself. Think you are so aloof and different since


    you’ve rejected the chance from Conrad Group? For any designer, he or she wouldn’t have given up


    such an opportunity that he or she could let the international shows know about his or her designs.”


    As she spoke, Modesty cast Ste a nce and smiled. “Oh, not really. I’ve almost forgotten. You also


    gave up such an opportunity three years ago. A person like who doesn’t deserve to be a designer at


    all.”


    Waiting for her to finish her words, Ste answered calmly, “If you truly don’t think you deserve such a


    chance, you can give it up.”


    She felt so annoyed by Modesty’s self-ttery.


    After finishing her words, Ste walked away directly.


    Modesty probably hadn’t expected that Ste would have said so. Standing motionlessly for a few


    seconds, she finally came back to her senses. Biting her lower lip tightly, she looked quite reluctant.


    After Ste checked her working schedule with Stanford, she helped Sherry get a few more days off.


    Stanford asked, “How’s she doing now?”


    “Probably she still needs more time to let go of it.”


    Usually, Stanford didn’t ask much about his employees’ privacy, so he didn’t ask much before Ste left


    his office.


    Out of his office, Ste heard her coworkers discussing in low voices.


    Before she heard what they were discussing about, a mid-aged man in a suit showed up in front of her.


    “Excuse me, Ms. Radomil. Ma’am wants to talk to you.”


    Ste hadn’t realized who the Ma’am was, and then she saw Joanna standing not far away behind him.


    ...


    In the meeting room. Joanna withdrew her gaze from the window. “I didn’t expect that you’re working


    here.”


    Ste sat down, her hands clenching together subconsciously. She was quite nervous. After a long


    while, she heard her voice, “Mrs. Conrad, what can I do for you?”


    Joanna cast her a nce and said in a slight tone, “rence and you have divorced for a long while.


    As his mother, shouldn’t I care about you?”


    Honestly, Ste couldn’t tell that Joanna came to her because she cared about the unreal marriage


    between rence and her. Instead, Joanna seemed toe to me her for something.


    After a while, Ste said, “We’ve finished the divorce procedure already. I didn’t take a penny. Mr.


    Conrad wasn’t against it either.”


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    “Really?” Joanna looked expressionless. “But it makes sense. You can’t get anything from him.”


    Before Ste answered, Joanna asked, “How much monthly can you get from here?”


    “Mrs. Conrad, I...”


    “I’m not going to negotiate with you.” Joanna pulled out an envelope from her purse and smashed it


    onto the desk. “Here are a ticket to London and a ten million check.”


    Ste frowned. “I’m afraid I don’t get it.”


    Joanna smiled. “I know you need money. You married rence for money, didn’t you? Or, do you think


    it’s not enough?”


    Ste pressed her lips slightly. “Please rest assured. I’ve divorced rence Conrad, and I won’t pester


    him any longer. I don’t have any intention to covert the Conrad family’s wealth at all.”


    “You’ve misunderstood me.” Joanna’s tone was quite cold. “I don’t care what happens between


    rence and you. I just want you to never meet Horace Jason again.”


    Ste had never expected that her purpose foring to her wasn’t for rence, but Horace. She


    asked in confusion, “Pardon me?”


    “I believe that you’ve heard Horace Jason is marrying Annie soon, but your existence seems to be not


    unpleasant. For the sake that you used to marry into the Conrad family, I came to you today to resolve


    the problem. Take the money and leave town. It’s good for all people.”


    Soon, Ste calmed down. “Mrs. Conrad, I have nothing to do with Horace. I won’t ept the money.


    Besides, please forgive my rudeness -- Horace doesn’t like Annie Conrad at all. It doesn’t make any


    sense that you came to me today.”


    “Since he was born in such a family, he can’t decide his own marriage by himself. You should know I''m


    telling the truth.”


    Ste’s face turned pale when she heard it.


    In the past, rence married her was because of his parents as well.


    At that time, the Conrad family wanted a child. She wondered what they wanted now.


    Besides, she was just guessing that Joanna didn’t care about rence at all. After talking to her today,


    she could confirm her guess.


    Joanna never cared about rence. No matter he was married or divorced and what kind of woman he


    married, Joanna didn’t take it seriously at all.


    Ste wondered why. Wasn’t rence her son?


    Joanna stood up. “I guess you need time to think about it. I can’t get your answer so quickly. But you


    should know that nobody dares to hire you as long as I inform someone. Taking this ten million and


    leaving here is your best choice. How about this -- the day after tomorrow happened to be my birthday.


    You are invited to my birthday banquet. Then you can tell me your answer.”


    Ste’s heart skipped a beat. When she was about to reject, Joanna had already left.


    Ste had never wanted to socialize with those so-called uptown people, and she knew that no one


    from the upper-ss liked her. She was afraid that they would try their best to humiliate her by then.


    However, Joanna knew it clearly but she still invited Ste over to attend the banquet. It was obviously


    a banquet with evil intention to her.


    Picking up the envelope from the desk, Ste felt a faint migraine at her temples.


    Walking out of the meeting room, Ste felt others’ weird gazes on her.


    One assistant to the cameraman, who got along with her well, approached and asked tentatively,


    “Excuse me, Sharon. Who was that just now?”


    Looking at their faces, Ste roughly knew what they were thinking about.


    Although she had rified, a lot of the coworkers in herpany still said that she was a rich man’s


    mistress. Since Joanna came to her, they were sure that it was the official wife of the rich maning


    to teach the mistress a lesson.


    Ste was angry and amused. She blurted out, “She is my ex-husband’s mother.”


    Upon hearing her words, others believed her less.


    Besides Joanna’s appearance and temperament, the handbag in her hands was a tailed design from a


    certain luxury brand. If she weren’t a VIP member who had spent tens of millions in that brand, she


    wouldn’t have the qualification to get the handbag at all.