Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

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Chapter 714

Returning to the villa, Mrs. Taylor and Mrs. Whitley felt unease and heartache when they saw the injury on Conrad’s

forehead.

The two of them held Fia and sat her down, earnestly telling her how Conrad was so worried when she drove off

alone and how he was unwilling to even bandage his wounds, wanting to search for her.

If it were not for the bodyguards at home, and that they were able to drive, they were afraid Conrad would have

gone searching for her with his injury left like that.

Fia nodded, looked at the two and said, “Alright, I got it.”

Mrs. Whitley said, “Mrs. Maxwell, although Mr. Maxwell seems a little old-fashioned, there really is nothing bad to

say when it comes to you.”

Mrs. Taylor added, “Indeed, there’s nothing to comment about when it comes to you, right? Since he was little, I

have never seen him treat anyone the way he treats you.”

Fia was very clear about this in her heart, but her heart was bothered by other matters and seeing how the both of

them kept on going on about how good Conrad was, she felt repulsed.

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Her rebellious heart appeared and she said unhappily, “Yes, so good to me. A few months ago, on the day. his first

love returned to the country, he was so busy wanting to have a divorce!

“I had just left the station and on the way I got into an accident and lost my child. All while he was getting engaged

to his first love!”

Mrs. Whitley and Mrs. Taylor were both left speechless.

Both of them were surprised by the words Fia had said.

Conrad, who had just changed clothes, was coming down and heard everything from the stairs.

“Master Maxwell…” Mrs. Taylor looked at him worriedly.

Mrs. Whitley stood up and tried to smooth things out.

“We were talking to Mrs. Maxwell about a drama series, not about you.”

Silence.

Their words were absolutely counterproductive.

Conrad took out his hand from his pocket and put it on the railing as he slowly made his way down..

“Mrs. Whitley, Mrs. Taylor, please cook something. I’m hungry.”

“Alright!” Mrs. Whitley helped Mrs. Taylor into the kitchen.

Fia dared not look at Conrad. Her gaze fell on Mrs. Taylor’s thigh. She was walking a little slowly, but at least she

could walk and she was slowly getting well.

Eileen’s leg was not as badly injured as Mrs. Taylor’s and she should be getting well soon too.

When Conrad came over to sit down, she found a topic to ease up the heavy atmosphere.

“After Eileen’s leg recovers, will the training increase?”

“Yes.” Conrad leaned against the sofa and looked at Fia deeply. “If you are worried that she’ll get too tired, I can get

the people in charge over there to reduce the courses.”

Fla Immediately shook her head. “She can do it.”

She believed Eileen could do it.

Compared to being forced to get rid of her child and personally witnessing the man she loved marrying another

woman, Eileen would prefer to work a little harder.

“You don’t have to worry about Eileen’s development there. She is the first artist the entertainment. agency is

grooming and they will concentrate all the resources on helping her,” Conrad said faintly.

“Thank you.” Fia looked at him and stood up to leave.

“Where are you going?” Conrad grabbed her wrist.

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Fia. “I’m tired. I want to take a bath upstairs.”

“Alright.” Conrad let it go. “After you take a bath, it’ll be just in time to have dinner.”

Fia nodded and flew upstairs.

Conrad watched her go upstairs and after she could no longer be seen, his expression turned gloomy.

Silas was outside in the courtyard talking to the bodyguards about some things when he suddenly heard a low

growl. “Silas.”

His bodyguard colleagues shook their heads in helplessness and pushed him toward the villa.

Silas sighed as he quickly went in, smiling a little like a lackey.

“Sir, do you have any orders?”

“Have you started to look for Esme’s parents?”

“I’ve already instructed people to search. It shouldn’t take more than three days!”

Conrad ruthlessly glared at him. “Before tomorrow evening!”

Silas opened his mouth. “We can’t send people from the Hellish Training Camp just to search for

someone.”

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