Chapter 212


    rence said tly in a business tone, “I have a gambling party tonight. Can you go with me?”


    Ste was a bit stunned. She then nodded her head, “Okay.”


    “Can we have dinner now?”


    Steughed drily and returned the document to him, “Mr. Conrad, it depends on you.”


    rence leaned against the chair and closed his eyes.


    Two minutester, Ste’s phone rang.


    It was a call from Emmett.


    Ste turned her head to take a nce at rence. She didn’t know whether he had fallen asleep or


    not. After hesitating for several seconds, she picked up her phone.


    Emmett said, “Ste, Sherry told me what has happened. Do you need my help?”


    Ste subconsciously wanted to decline him, but she changed her mind at the next moment, “Okay,


    thank you.”


    rence slowly opened his eyes.


    After ending the call, Ste turned to look at rence and her eyes met with his calm and


    unfathomable eyes in the air.


    rence shifted his gaze and said in a t tone, “We arrive. Get off the car.”


    Originally, Ste had nned not to eat anything. However, for a person who hadn’t had lunch,


    watching another person having dinner in front of her was a total torture.


    She took a deep breath and then walked out of the restaurant to buy something to eat.


    Looking at her back, rence asked expressionlessly, “What’s in her mind?”


    Nathan, who stood aside, didn’t know how to reply it.


    Ste had showed her attitude clearly – she wanted to make a clear break with rence.


    Even though Mr. Conrad tried his best to create a chance to get along with her, it wouldn’t work for too


    much.


    Ste’s mind was simple. Now that she couldn’t evade meeting that wretched man, she would face it


    calmly.


    rence suddenly stood up and followed Ste out of the restaurant.


    Outside of the restaurant…


    Ste just bought a packed food from a convenient store. When she sat at the table, split the


    disposable chopsticks and prepared to enjoy her dinner, someone suddenly pulled aside her food. At


    the next moment, he snatched her chopsticks.


    Ste was astonished while at the same time annoyed, “Mr. Conrad, aren’t you having dinner?”


    “It tastes bad.”


    “It’s such a high-end restaurant. How could its dishes not be delicious?”


    rence retorted in a t tone, “Then why didn’t you eat the food?”


    Ste, “…”


    rence ignored her and picked up the food she bought just now with the chopsticks he snatched from


    Ste just now.


    Ste felt that she almost died of anger.


    She pressed her lips together, walked into the convenience store and bought another packed food


    again. She then sat down at the other table.


    rence put down his chopsticks and pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth.


    After the dinner, Ste felt a bit thirsty. When she was about to walk into the convenience store again


    and bought a bottle of water, someone ced a ss of warm water in front of her.


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    Ste looked up at the man aside.


    Before she could find an excuse to decline him, rence said, “Just regard it as apensation for


    the food you bought. You can throw it away if you don’t want it.”


    After finishing the words, he strode towards the Rolls-Royce that was parked by the roadside.


    Ste took a nce at him and then at the ss of warm water on the table.


    That wretched man was right. This was apensation for her.


    She shouldn’t make things difficult for herself.


    Ste picked up the ss, lifted her chin and then gulped down the water.


    …


    In the Twilight Club…


    Ste had never dreamed ofing to this club together with rence one day.


    It was weird that every time she came here before, she would be overwhelmed by despair and


    humiliation.


    But this time, she didn’t feel anything.


    Maybe it was because those humiliating past had disappeared along with Jeffrey’s death.


    When Ste pulled herself back to the reality, she saw rence fixing his eyes on a corner not far


    away calmly. It seemed like he was thinking of something and it was hard for her to read through his


    emotion.


    Two minutester, Ste couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Conrad, why don’t you move forward?”


    rence replied in a t tone, “I recall something.”


    “What…”


    Ste regretted asking it, but it was toote for her to hold back her words.


    rence said calmly, “A person grabbed my hand when I walked past that corner and begged me to


    save him before.”


    “…”


    She had expected this.


    It was proved that she shouldn’t give rence any reply no matter what he said, because the


    subsequence would not be satisfactory.


    rence continued, “Although I’m not a good man, sometimes I would do some good deeds.”


    “…” He must have many on his conscience.


    “But in the end, she bes so ungrateful.”


    “…”


    “Ste Radomil, have you heard of the story ‘The Snake and the Farmer’?”


    Ste gritted her teeth, “Mr. Conrad, can you please shut up?”


    rence looked askance at her and said in a cold voice, “I’m talking about Nathan. Why are you so


    angry?”


    Ste, “…”


    Nathan, “…”


    Nathan, who thought that he should have some professional quality, took a step forwards after a mental


    struggle, “Ms. Radomil, Mr. Conrad is right. I encountered a problem in this club before and Mr. Conrad


    happed to show up…”


    Ste looked at him emotionlessly as if she was waiting for his ridiculous excuse.


    Nathan continued, “It’s a long story as for why I was here before. It all started from my mom’s illness…”


    rence said in a cold voice, “Shut up.”


    Nathan immediately replied, “All right.”


    “It’s unnecessary to exin it to her.”


    After finishing the words, rence went upstairs without turning around.


    Nathan coughed, “Ms. Radomil, this way please.”


    Ste asked, “Mr. Lance, can I ask you a question?”


    “What?”


    ‘Oh please, please don’t continue that topic!’ Nathan prayed in his heart.


    He couldn’t make up the story anymore.


    Ste asked, “Did Mr. Conrade back to the Conrads’ Mansion several days ago?”


    “Ms. Radomil, do you mean…”


    “The day when he came to have a talk with me.”


    Nathan nodded his head. But he hadn’t expected that Ste would suddenly ask this.


    Ste continued, “Did anyone say something to him?”


    Nathan replied, “Young Master Justin asked Mr. Conrad to send him back after the Perez family


    brought Annie back. But I’m not clear of the details of their conversation.”


    Ste nodded her head when she heard the reply, “I see. Thank you.”


    Ever since that day, rence’s attitude had been quite weird.


    Although he would still say some annoying sentences to her and target at her deliberately, he looked


    indifferent and aloof.


    He gave her a total different feeling.


    And Ste even thought that he had schizophrenia.


    It must be Justin Conrad.


    Did he say something to rence that it affected him?


    If that was the case, she should buy a cake to celebrate it.


    Seeing that it was Ste who started this topic, Nathan said after hesitating for a while, “Ms. Radomil,


    maybe Mr. Conrad didn’t tell you about this matter, but I think you should know about it…”


    “What’s it?”


    “Mr. Conrad only learned about the truth that your first child was lost because you were pushed down


    the stairs by Miss Annie recently. I also encountered many obstacles when investigating this matter and


    I guess Madame Conrad was the person manipting this. Therefore, Mr. Conrad misunderstood


    that…”


    Ste chuckled. No wonder that rence’s behavior was so abnormal several days ago.


    It turned out this was the reason behind that.