Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again Chapter 517: Only One Could Live

Stella felt dizzy as she woke up and the entire place felt strange to her.

She wanted to sit up but she had no energy at all.

Not only that, she couldn’t even speak.

At this moment, someone approached the door.

Stella shut her eyes in an instant.

The door was pushed open and a few people came in. She heard Dempsey’s voice, “When will she be
awake?”

“The drug is light, she will be up soon,” Joanna said.

Dempsey grunted, “Can’t believe we need to do so much just to lure her here.”

“This is all because of your son.”

“Why would you mention that again?” Dempsey looked annoyed.

“Am I wrong?”

“Never mind, I don’t want to argue with you on this anymore.”

Joanna looked at Stella who was sound asleep on the bed, “I want to see to what extend Clarence
would scarify for her.”

“Do as planned, don’t be reckless, it won’t do us any good to provoke him,” Dempsey said.

Joanna crossed her arms, “You want Conrad Group and I have things that I want too.”



“No matter what, do it step by step.”

After a pause, Dempsey added, “Donald is still downstairs, I better be there before he suspects
anything.”

He then left with his cane.

Joanna said after he was gone, “Looks like it still needs some time before she wakes up, let’s go.”

Stella’s lashes trembled, who else was here?

The other party didn’t reply while Joanna continued, “Don’t feel guilty, they owe you this. I’m just trying
to get you back what belonged to you, as long as Clarence collaborates, she could walk out of here
safely.”

A man’s voice was heard after a long while, “Do we really need to take such measure?”

“Don’t you aware of the situation now? Did Clarence ever give us and the Conrad family a chance? He
addresses you as a brother but did he really respected you? Justin, I know the Conrad Group is not
important to you but you need to grab on to it just to be powerful,” Joanna explained.

Justin remained silent.

After a few seconds, Joanna continued, “I just wish that you will have a good life after I die. I don’t want
you to live depending on their mercy, I want them to kneel in front of you, do you get me?”

“You don’t have to say this, what’s the point of owning all this after you are gone?” Justin said.

“Why do you think Clarence keeps attacking us this month? He even gets rid of your father’s loyal men.
That’s because he wants to kill me.”

“Clarence won’t do that.”



“Won’t?” Joanna laughed out and glanced at Stella on the bed. “I wanted to kill them both last time, but
she lived. I know Clarence better than you, do you think he would let you live and avenge me? Even if
you never thought of revenge but he will still get rid of you just to safeguard himself.”

Joanna continued, “There is only one shall live between the Conrad family and him.”

Joanna then walked away.

The room became silent again.

Stella heard Justin let out a long sigh after a while and then he left in his wheelchair.

She opened her eyes slowly after the door was closed.

She was now slowly regaining her energy, though not much, but she could move her finger now.

She wouldn’t believe if she hadn't heard it by herself that Justin was also a part of this.

But he had no interest in the Conrad Group, why would he helped them?

Stella was confused.

But what was important now was that she heard Dempsey said Donald was still downstairs.

He must be looking for her.

Stella took a deep breath, forced open her eyes, and concentrated on her finger to try using her energy.

She had finally able to sit up after a while.

But she couldn’t utter a word, her throat felt like burning.



She clenched her teeth and stood up against the wall. She took a glass accessory, walked towards the
window, and threw it down.

She didn’t even have enough energy to crash a glass.

This was the only thing she could do.

In the meantime downstairs.

Donald was sitting at the sofa looking around, “Mr. Dempsey you have such great taste, my dad is
nothing compared to you, he likes to buy something unnecessary.”

Dempsey put on a stiffened face holding on his cane, “Which one do you like? I’ll give it to you as a
gift.”

“This is not very nice.”

“It’s okay, I can have someone wrap it up right now and send you home too.”

All the guests had left apart from Donald.

He didn’t feel embarrassed at all, “No rush, it’s been long since the last time I visited here, now that
everyone has left, it’s a good time for us to have a little chat.”

Dempsey was livid hearing that.

Donald insisted to stay no matter what.

Dempsey then stood up, “Do as you please, visit any place you like, I’m going to bed now.”

There was a sound from the outside right after he took a few steps.



Donald was fast and rushed out, Dempsey stiffened and instructed the man behind to go have a look.

Donald arrived at where the source of the sound came from but there was no one apart from some
broken glasses.

He looked at the man that followed and dashed back in again.

Dempsey blocked in front of him with his cane when he wanted to rush upstairs, “You are too rude!”

Donald smiled, “Didn’t you say to let me visit any place I want? I’m done with downstairs, I want to visit
upstairs now.”

“Don’t get overboard! I know what you are thinking, you think I hide Stella didn’t you? If you insist to go
upstairs, let me ask you, what do you want me to do with you if you didn’t find her?”

Donald pushed his cane away, “Calm down, it’s not like I don’t trust you, but I need to have a look with
my own eyes, please let me go upstairs so that I could explain to Clarence when he asks, do you really
want to see him torturing me?”


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