Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

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Stop It, She’s Remarrying! By Stellar Strands Chapter 183

Conrad smiled helplessly. “Did I wake you?”

“I knew you were awake when you started moving.” Fia yawned. “But I didn’t get a good sleep.“,

“Then, get some more sleep.” Conrad patted her arm as he bent

down. “I have an early meeting today, so I won’t be eating breakfast with you.”

“Oh, sure.” Fia opened her eyes. She really hadn’t slept well. She was getting sleepier and sleepier

lately. She checked on the internet and it was said that pregnant ladies get lethargic easily.

“Sleep a little more and go to breakfast later. Don’t get yourself sick just because you want to sleep.”

“I know.” Fia turned over, trying to find a good position to continue sleeping.

Conrad ate something and went to the office. He was going to have a press conference for Fia’s

designs. He then remembered what he had promised her last night.

He would investigate it. It didn’t matter if it was real or not. Since he

had promised her, it was time to investigate it.

He then drove to the seafood restaurant.

“Hello, madam.”

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The owner raised her head and saw the young and handsome Conrad

across her counter. There was shock on her face.

“Who… Who are you looking for?”

“Your daughter.”

Conrad’s eyes were invasive. He didn’t allow anyone to lie to him.

The owner pointed toward the floor above. “Lola was manning the night shift last night and she’s still

asleep.”

“Is it okay if I look for her upstairs?”

The owner remembered how Lola wanted to seduce him. If Fia knew about this, how humiliated she

would feel.

But she didn’t dare to refuse the man in front of her. He was a famous and powerful man in Gryphon…

He was too much for her to handle.

“I’ll take you up then.”

Listening to the creaking of the floors, the owner could also hear her own heart thumping anxiously.

She didn’t know why he was here looking for Lola.

Was Lola’s dream a reality?

“This is Lola’s room.”

“Leave now.” Conrad gave the owner a cold glare and he knocked on the door.

The owner then said nervously as she clasped her hands, “Please be gentle. We might have spoiled

our daughter a little too much. If she did anything that offended you, please forgive her.”

“Even as her mother, you knew what she did was offensive?” Conrad looked at the owner with a scoff,

his eyes filled with contempt. “That means you know what thoughts your shameless excuse of a

daughter has. If you have known about it, you should have reined her in!”

“1…”

“Don’t worry. I don’t want her life.” Conrad turned his attention away

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and continued knocking at the door.

“Who is it?!” The door opened. When Lola saw the man in front of her, her sleepiness was instantly

gone.

“Mr. Maxwell!”

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“Lola, you… Be courteous. He’s probably here to ask you about something.”

“Go, mom. Don’t worry. I know what to do.” With that, Lola grabbed Conrad’s arm and pulled him in.

The owner could only speechlessly look at her daughter closing the door.

“Let go!” Conrad threw Lola’s arm away with an icy look.

“Have a seat.” Lola raised her hand awkwardly. She didn’t dare to

touch him again and pulled open the curtains so that her room could have more light.

Conrad looked at all the pink decorations in the room that demonstrated the youthful heart its owner

had.

He remembered that pink was the main theme of Fia’s room too when she was about fifteen. Back

then, she was still staying with the Lawsons. He had enjoyed going to the Lawsons‘ residence as a

guest with Esme. Esme would drag him to her room to enjoy themselves.

Compared to Lola’s room, which was filled with all kinds of dolls and stuffed toys, Fia’s room was much

more barren. She only had a bed, a table, and two chairs. She didn’t even have a dressing table.

After they were married, he asked her what she wanted to buy the next day. She said she wanted a

dressing table.

He asked why, and she embarrassingly said, “Every girl wants to have their own dressing table.”

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