Chapter 461: It Must Be Your Favorite

Stella was quite busy these few days, apart from working at the studio, Clarence dedicated her to
another task.

It was to discuss with the designers every detail about Starry Lake Mansion's renovation.

It was just her excuse but Clarence agreed. She intended only to renovate the room but Clarence
wanted the designer to redesign the entire mansion, including the garden.

The designer needed to check every detail with her, ensuring everything was done according to her
liking.

It was a massive project for Stella.

The designer waited in front of the studio even before it was opened and stayed the whole day. The
designer approached her with the tablet whenever she was free until Clarence came to fetch her after
work.

She suspected that Clarence did it deliberately.

No, he must have done it deliberately.

She didn't even know how many times she had hidden herself in the office, Sherry walked in, "Stella, I
wanted to ask a few days back, are you renovating your house?"

Stella smiled helplessly, "Don't mention it, I now know what's the taste of my own medicine."

Sherry sat opposite her, "Seems like the wretched man is concern about this and let you decide every
detail."

"This is not a concern, it's torturing."



He just wanted to keep me busy all the time.

Sherry sighed, "I'm jealous of you being torture like this, you order, he pays, how nice."

Stella paused hearing that, "Did Daniel contact you these two days?"

"No, why would he?" Sherry laid her upper body on the table, "I need to treat him meal if he contacts
me, it's better if he doesn't, save me money."

Stella became silent.

Liam hadn't come these few days too. The studio was quiet.

It would have been perfect if the designer sent by Clarence was not here.

"Let's go out for dinner, ask Mr. Conrad not to come over," Sherry said.

It was time for the studio's monthly dinner gathering.

Stella nodded, "Okay."

She needed some time off from Clarence.

In the afternoon, the designer approached again when Stella was making coffee. "Ms. Radomil, I have
a new idea that needs your confirmation about what we discussed earlier…"

"Do as your idea, I'm fine with everything," Stella said.

"No, Mr. Conrad said every single corner of this house should be done according to your liking."

Stella frowned, "Tell me your idea."

The designer immediately explained the results of their discussion earlier and the new idea.



Stella on the other side did not pay attention at all, after the designer was done, she said, "It's quite
good, just do it this way."

The designer let out a sigh of relief, "Is there any other place that…"

Stella interrupted, "We have a dinner gathering tonight all we are mostly females, so I'm not going to
invite you to join, you can go back early today."

"But…"

"I'll call Clarence later," Stella added, "I'll only stay in the studio today and won't go anywhere; you don't
have to keep watching me."

The designer wiped off the sweat on his forehead hearing that and smiled, "Ms. Radomil is such a
humorous person, I'm not watching you. I'll go back early today since you are busy, I'll see you
tomorrow then."

He left holding his tablet.

The designer called Clarence and reported everything the moment he stepped out of the studio.

"All right," Clarence replied casually.

Stella called a few minutes after his conversation with the designer ended.

"Are you occupied?" she asked softly.

"No, what's the matter?" Clarence asked.

"I need to attend a dinner gathering tonight, you don't have to come to fetch me."

"I need to stay longer in the office tonight too, call me when you are done."



Stella was speechless. She wanted to escape.

"Okay, okay," Stella said.

That wretched man couldn't give them some space? Did he have to be so pushy?

Clarence smiled hearing her replied and someone knocked on his office door at this moment.

Clarence set his mobile aside, "Come in."

Nathan opened the door and strode in, "Mr. Conrad, we have news on Phoebe."

Clarence turned, "Where is she?"

"She's near Barton family, I've sent our men."

"The Barton," Clarence frowned.

"Yes, there's also news that Mr. Barton has not been home for quite some time, while Aurora went
overseas a few days ago and even listed their residence for sale with a reduced price, it seems they
want to sell it fast."

Clarence grunted, sitting on his chair, "Phoebe is smart and arrogant but ended up in the hands of
Aurora."

"You mean Aurora is the one that leaked Phoebe's whereabouts?"

"Who else if it wasn't her?" Clarence tapped lightly on the table, "It seems they are nothing but
acquaintances and no one will think about investigating the Barton given what happened to them
recently."



"If Aurora took Phoebe in, why would she sell the house?"

"She didn't do it genuinely, Aurora is not a kind-hearted person, furthermore, Phoebe was arrogant and
had never respected her, she has been waiting to see Phoebe fall, why would she help genuinely?"

"Women are scary," Nathan sighed.

Clarence raised his brows as he thought of the woman that had been giving him headaches lately at
home and agreed, "Scary indeed."

Clarence added after a while, "Is there any news on Charles?"

"No news from Charles but I heard that William went out of town this morning."

"Where to?"

"Not sure, and he came back at noon. Seems like he went looking for something but to no avail."

Clarence said casually, "Seems like Jeffrey is playing cat and mouse with him. What about Stella's
biological mom's grave? Any news on that?"

Nathan shook his head, "Mrs. Conrad said her mother died giving birth to Channing, I've checked all
information within that period and only found death certificates."


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