Chapter 900: All the Wicked Ways

In the evening, Stella stood in front of the French window and looked at the heavy rainy night outside.
She had lost in thought, and no one knew what she was thinking.

After standing there for a long time, someone suddenly put on a set of clothes behind her.

Stella turned around and looked at the man in front of him. She was stunned and asked, "When did you
come back?"

Clarence held her shoulder with both hands. "It's been a while. Aren't you tired?"

It was okay if he didn't say anything. When he said it, Stella felt a little sore in her waist and legs.

Clarence put his arms around her shoulders and took her to the sofa to sit down.

There were hot dishes on the tea table.

Clarence picked up the bowl of soup, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew it, and then put it beside her
mouth. "I heard from Alisa that you didn't eat much at night. What happened?"

Stella shook her head and drank the soup before saying, "I just had no appetite..."

After a pause, she was afraid that Clarence would think too much, so she quickly added, "I should have
eaten too much at noon. I really eat a lot these days."

Clarence fed her spoon after spoon. When she finished the soup in the bowl, he asked, "Had Channing
gone?"

Stella nodded gently. She took the empty bowl from Clarence and placed it on the tea table. " William
left with him. I hope they can take care of each other and accompany each other when they reach
London."



"Relax, they will."

When Clarence was about to get the bowl and chopsticks, his hand was held suddenly.

It's Stella. "By the way, I have something to tell you."

"What?"

Stella frowned and said, "I... went to Adolph's underground casino today and saw Modesty Parker. Do
you still remember? The girl that..."

Stella didn't know how to describe it for a while. She thought for a moment and said, "It was that
designer funded by you to study in Paris."

Clarence was a bit speechless.

He said seriously, "My memory is not that bad. I know her."

In the end, he added, "Didn't I say it's over?"

Stella curled her lips. "I didn't want to get even with you because of this. I was just afraid that you
wouldn't remember her. Look, hadn't you remembered immediately?"

Clarence repeated, "Even if you don't say that, I know."

Stella was about to answer, but she found it funny. Then she stopped talking and said, "It doesn't
matter. I want to say that they don't just want to use Adolph to take the blame. According to Modesty,
they want to make use of the fact that Adolph once helped me and turn me into the one who ordered
him to kill Arthur Barnett, but I think it's strange..."

Clarence pursed his thin lips and put the bowl and chopsticks in Stella's hands. "Don't think about it.
Let's talk about it after dinner."



"But..."

He said deeply, "It's cold."

Stella pouted and had to lower her head to eat.

However, she still ate a little at night. She had just drunk another bowl of soup and only ate a little
before she couldn't eat anymore.

Seeing that her stomach was full, Clarence took the bowl from her.

Stella didn't expect him to eat the rest of her food so directly. She quickly said, "Hey, let me cook
noodles for you..."

Clarence held her wrist and said, "No, sit still."

He quickly finished the rest of the food and got up with a tray. "I'll put it downstairs. You can sleep first."

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that he didn't want to talk to her about the topic just
now.

But it was true that Clarence was already very tired every day. Now there were more things like Adolph
and Modesty, and even the iron-made people could not bear it.

Stella smiled at him. "Sure."

At downstairs.

Clarence put the tray into the sink in the kitchen, turned around, and just took a few steps when
Archer's voice came from behind. "Do you have time? Let's talk?"

Clarence turned around, and stayed silent.



Sitting on the sofa, Archer crossed his legs and said to him. "There are two things, one bad news, and
another worse news."

Clarence crossed his legs and stared at him without saying a word.

Archer coughed. He didn't dare to hide, so it was better not to keep him guessing.

He continued, "Your father... Dempsey Conrad's health is getting worse day by day. He can't survive
this winter. If time flies fast, he would only ten days or half a month left."

Clarence was not surprised, and his expression did not change at all. He said lightly, "The other thing?"

"I tested the medicine bottle that Dempsey brought out. The residue of the medicine contained in it is
indeed the enhanced version of the nutrition needles that Riverside City once destroyed. Moreover, it
was also detected in the medicine bottle... a new toxin."

Clarence's eyes instantly turned cold. "What?"

Archer said, "I've sent them back to the lab for the specific test, and asked them to conduct a thorough
test on the children. But don't worry, we didn't find anything unusual in his body just from our previous
inspection and treatment. Maybe the new toxin was accidentally applied to the bottle in other places.
Everything has to wait for the test results in the lab."

Clarence's jaw dropped slightly and he felt a chill all over his body.

"So, is this the last action of Justin Conrad?"

He used all the vicious methods on the children who were just several months old.

Archer lowered his voice and said, "I think it's better not to let Stella do this. We all know how difficult it
is for her to get pregnant, and... all her hopes and persistence came from me telling her that the blood



of the baby in her belly, which has not been born yet, can..."

Clarence interrupted him. "If it's a new toxin, do you have any solution?"

"Well... it's hard to say. We have to know exactly what the ingredients are. The dosage of all these
things we've checked is very light, but I'm sure that it won't endanger our lives. I don't know what the
consequences will be. Some toxins do have a lasting period."

Archer sighed and said, "Fortunately, we found it earlier. Otherwise, when the toxin began to take
effect, all our efforts would be in vain. Your dad still played a little role."

Clarence pursed his lips and frowned. After a while, he said, "The poison must have been given to him
by Amanda. They met in Canada. I'll ask someone to go there. Some clues may have left."

Archer nodded. When he got up, he asked, "Dempsey won't live long. Are you sure you don't want to
see him for the last time? Every time I go over, he asks you. He looks like a dying old man. He looks
very pitiful."

Clarence raised his eyes and looked at him coldly. "The reason why you feel that he is pitiful is that
what he has done does no harm to you."

After, he got up and went upstairs.

Archer smacked his lips. He really shouldn't have asked this.

However, as a doctor, he had completed his mission and conveyed Dempsey's thoughts to his
son.


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