Chapter 339
In the studio, rence was sitting on the sofa, working on his documents.
Ste poured him a ss of water and walked to him, “Mr. Conrad, this has be another office of
yours. Why don’t you just move in?”
rence raised his eyebrows, “May I really move in?”
“Nope.”
rence closed the document, looking up at her, and asked, “How much longer will it take you?”
Ste slightly pressed her lips, “I don’t know.”
She had no inspiration at all right now.
Probably she would stay here overnight instead of going home.
rence looked at her worried face and figured out what happened. He asked, “Have you received the
requirements of the contest?”
Ste sat on the couch next to him and hummed absentmindedly.
“Tell me about them.”
Ste looked at him, “Mr. Conrad, don’t you know anything about it?”
rence curled up his lips, “Conrad Group is just the sponsor of the contest. Why would I need to care
about other things? If I did knew the details, others might speak ill of you. You would be negatively
impacted.”
Since Modesty had said that Ste could achieve her goals all because of rence, others might also
think so although they never spoke it out.
Once rence got to know the requirement in advance, even he hadn’t told her anything, people would
talk about it.
Ste curled her lips. Much to her surprised, the wretched man was quite careful this time.
rence stretched his arms on the back of the sofa casually. He loosened his necktie as if he was
waiting for her answer.
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Ste slowly answered, “The love confession.”
rence slightly raised his eyebrows as if he didn’t quite understand it.
She added, “That’s the only title of this contest.”
“Why are you so worried then?” Before Ste answered, he continued, “Is it because nobody ever has
confessed his love to you before?”
Ste was speechless.
She wondered what kind of nonsense the wretched man was talking about.
rence slightly moved, bent over in front of her, and stared at her with his ck eyes. He said slowly,
“Have you received a lot of confession letters before?”
Under his direct gaze, Ste felt a sense of guilt. She retorted, “Well...You sound as if you had never
been confessed to before. Haven’t you receive any?”
After finishing her words, Ste regretted it somehow.
Their conversation wasn’t like a quarrel between two pupils but also as apetition of jealousy
between them.
Ste’s ears blushed. She wasn’t in the mood to continue talking to him, so she stood up and walked
towards the office, “I’ll continue thinking about my design draft. Mr. Conrad, you can go home if you
don’t have anything to do.”
rence pulled her wrist and said, “Why are you rushing? You don’t have any inspiration yet, do you?”
Ste was shocked.
How did he know?
rence said, “If you are inspired, you wouldn’t be at the edge of losing your temper.”
Ste inhaled deeply, “I see.”
It made sense.
She was quite annoyed because shecked inspiration.
rence continued, “I know what your problem is.”
Upon hearing it, Ste looked at him in confusion as if she was waiting for him to give her a good
answer.
Under her gaze, rence said calmly, “As a designer, you haven’t truly understood the title of the
contest yet. How could you have the inspiration? When you were designing ‘First Love’, you
experienced it before, didn’t you?”
Ste frowned. For some reason, she was kind of convinced by him.
rence added, “Hence if you want to get the inspiration, you should confess your love to someone for
real. As for the man you will confess to, I might be able to take this difficult task.”
Ste choked up.
She had thought that the wretched man might give her a convincing reason, but much to her surprise,
that was his purpose.
Ste parted her lips and wanted to say something, but when the words reached the tip of her tongue,
she stopped.
For the matter of love confession, she had never spoken it out before.
In the past, although Horace and she had crushes on each other, they didn’t take thest step to
confess, let alone when she was together with rence.
However, the wretched man always flirted with her. He had never confessed his love to her seriously
either.
The love confession seemed to be quite far away from them all.
It was something that one could do when he or she was just in love with someone wholeheartedly, at
the best age and under the most suitable circumstance.
Otherwise, it would be quite awkward.
For some reason, it seemed after people reached a certain age, they would feel it hard to express their
love to others.
Ste wondered if the love confession only worked at the beginning of love.
She denied it immediately.
On the contrary, the love confession should happen to all lovers who were in deep love.
Suddenly, Ste was inspired. She pulled rence’s hand away, “I’m going to draw my draft. Hurry up
and go home.”
rence was speechless.
Looking at his empty hands, he licked his thin lips gently.
After Ste walked into her office, she was immersed in her inspiration and thoughts, drawing the draft
quickly.
When she finally stopped drawing and stretched, she found it was already two o’clock in the early
morning.
Since she was highly inspired now, Ste didn’t want to go home. Hence, she decided to make the
end-product as well.
When she moved her neck and was about to go back to work, she heard a few knocks on the door,
“Come out and eat something.”
Ste was taken aback, seemingly rence was still there.
She walked over to open the door and looked at the man outside, “Mr. Conrad, why are you...”
rence answered with one of his hands in the pocket, “I can’t sleep alone.”
Ste’s eyelids twitched. She decided not to echo him.
Bypassing rence, she saw a lot of food on the tea table. She hadn’t paid attention when she was
busy drawing earlier. It wasn’t until now did she realize that she hadn’t had dinner yet.
Ste walked over and sat on the sofa. Looking at the warm dishes, she couldn’t help drooling.
Then she also saw the instion pail and asked in confusion, “Howe there’s also soup?”
rence sat next to her, “Don’t you like it?”
Ste looked into the soup, only to find it was a fish soup with the cordate houttuynia.
She asked, “Did Alisa make it?”
As she spoke, she took a sip. Then she couldn’t help frowning.
rence asked, “What’s wrong?”
“The taste...”
Ste took another sip and looked at rence in uncertainty, “Are you sure it was cooked by Alisa?”
“Or what?”
“It tastes like the soup made by Ms. Anderson.”
“Does it?” rence took the spoon from her hand and took a sip, “It tastes the same. A kind of herb
has been added when cooking. Doesn’t it taste the same?”
Ste asked, “If you are provided with those ingredients, can you make it?”
rence was rendered speechless.
However, Ste thought what the wretched man said made sense. In the past, when she still stayed in
Starry Lake Mansion, she also discussed Ms. Anderson’s recipe for making the fish soup with Alisa.
Once the cordate houttuynia is put in when cooking the fish soup, the soup would be quite fresh
and stickier.
Ste guessed that probably she had overthought.