Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 693

Stella fixed her hair, “This kind of thing depends on talent. You can’t learn it.”

Clarence raised his eyebrows slightly and pulled her into his arms, “It seems that I’m more suitable to help you manage accounts.”

Stella was speechless.

She reached out and pushed Clarence, “Okay, knock it off. I have to start working.”

Clarence asked, “You knew that you had to work but you still came so late?”

“I’m the boss. Can’t I come whenever I want?”

“Since so, when will my salary be given to me, boss?”

When saying the last word, Clarence deliberately lowered his voice and his eyes were full of allures as he stared at her.

Even though Stella often called him a jerk and he was indeed kind of a jerk, it could not be denied that his good-looking appearance would always be captivating.

Her heartbeat could not help but quicken. She looked sideways, “It’s only been a few days. The salary is given monthly, you…”

“Didn’t I tell you that my salary is calculated by minutes?”

Who the hell could afford to pay that.

She replied seriously, “It happens that the three-day trial period is over. Although your ability is outstanding, you aren’t quite suitable to be in this position, so you should find another job.”

After saying that, Stella wanted to get up but was pulled back.

Clarence asked, “Where did you learn all this nonsense.”

Stella froze for two seconds and smiled dryly. She pulled his hand, “I really have to work.”

Clarence finally let go of her hand and leant back in his chair. He glanced around the room, “Haven’t you considered changing to a bigger office?”

Stella sat opposite him and responded while opening the sketchbook, “No. It is enough since I’m the only one who uses it.”

“Now it’s used by two people.”

Stella thought while spinning her pen, “Perhaps I can get you an office next door. That place is larger.”

Clarence kept silent for a few seconds, “Forget it. I can make do with sharing this small place with you.”

Stella held back her laughter and decided not to talk to him. She lowered her head and concentrated on her own matter.

Now there were merely two months left before Fashion Week. Time was running short and she still owed a lot of designs. If she did not hurry up, she really would not have enough time to complete it.

The two of them was busy with their own thing for the entire afternoon.

When Stella finished drawing the design in her hand and looked up, it was already dark outside.

Whereas, Clarence was reading emails and he looked expressionless.

Stella lay on the table and stared at him. Her lips slowly curled.

After some point, Clarence finally noticed her gaze and his eyes deviated from the computer screen.

After the eye contact that lasted a few seconds, Stella sat up straight as if she had regained her presence of mind and could not help but cough. She looked elsewhere and had a sense of being caught red-handed.

She asked, “It’s quite late, shall we go now?”

Clarence responded, “Let’s go.”

Stella put the sketchbook in her bag, organized the stuff, got up and walked out.

The studio was quiet. Other girls already got off work.

Stella glanced at the time. It was 9 p.m.

She hurriedly took out her phone and called Sherry, “Sherry, have you eaten? If you haven’t, I’ll come back now…”