Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad)
Chapter 1117

Chapter 1117

Victor smirked as he lazed on his sofa drunkenly. "Oh? That Gilbert lover boy? So, he finally won Doctor Sally's heart, aye?"

"That... we don't know. But this woman clad herself in layers of clothing. She even wore sunglasses and a face mask. So, we couldn't see who she is," his secretary said. It was then Victor widened his eyes in excitement.

He had a hunch that this woman was her. Well, of course. She was also Kent Gilbert's friend.

"Boss, what's wrong?" The secretary was surprised to see his boss like this. Victor had been drinking all day and had never shown interest in anything like this.

"Where is she?" Victor sat up and grabbed the secretary's collar.

The secretary shivered in fear as he said, "She... She's on the first floor's balcony. Mr. Gilbert

Not waiting for his secretary to finish his words, Victor shoved him away and ran out the door.

"Cough! Cough Cough!"

Conrad coughed painfully as he held a hand on his chest. A few moments later, he got up from his bed and walked to a table nearby to grab a glass of wine.

It was already past midnight yet he couldn't get that woman he met during the day out of his mind. Her slightly tanned skin and cold, sharp glare. She seemed to harbor great hostility. against him.

Yet, her son looked so kind and innocent. It was unthinkable for a cold person like her to be able to raise a kid with this personality. When she landed her kick on his crippled leg, she did. not seem like a person who would show kindness to anyone.

Suddenly, a few knocks could be heard on the door. He heard his mother calling out to him." Conrad, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Conrad took a cold glance at the door before taking the remote control on the table and pressing on a switch. In an instant, darkness veiled the room.

Standing outside of her son's bedroom, Beryl sighed when she saw the room's light was switched off.

"Conrad, dear, don't be upset with me. I'm just concerned about you."

Taking another gulp from his wine glass, Conrad said, "I know. I'll sleep soon."

"Today is Felicity's mother's birthday. They are holding a birthday party for her. Will you attend it with me?"

"Mom, I have an important meeting today."

"I can wait for you. We'll go to the party after your meeting."

Thinking about that woman again, Conrad answered impatiently, "I need to negotiate an

international business deal after the meeting. So, I don't have the time!"

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Beryl was surprised to hear this. He had never spoken to her like this in the past five years. "Conrad, are you not feeling well?"

"I'm fine. I need rest," Conrad said coldly.

For some reason, today he felt that his mother's voice was exceedingly irritating to him! This was the first time he felt like this after he woke up from the car crash!

Furrowing her brows, Beryl said gently, "Alright. But do come to the Parkers after you're done. Felicity and her mother miss you very much."

"I said I don't have the time!"

Beryl furrowed her brows even further upon hearing this. Something had to have gone wrong today. Could it be that Silas had said something to him? Or had he perhaps begun to remember something? Thus, Beryl blocked Silas' path first thing in the morning when he was about to meet his boss. "Did you say something to my son yesterday?"

Silas

gave Beryl a side-eye and said, "No. We've been loyal to our boss in the past five years. We would never say anything we shouldn't."

"So, it wasn't you?" Beryl looked at Silas suspiciously before deciding that it wasn't him. This loyal servant had been careful to not mention Fia in front of her son, worrying that he might commit suicide again! He even warned Mrs. Whitley, Mrs. Taylor, and other bodyguards to not mention their Fia ever again.

"Are you suspecting something?" Silas gave Beryl a cautious look. "Or perhaps, you're trying to get something out of our boss again?"