In the car.
Phoebe took over the jewelry box that was handed to her. She opened it and took a casual glance. Then she put it aside.
She asked flatly, “Has Modesty Parker seen you?”
“No. We took it after she tossed it into the garbage can and left.”
Phoebe smiled, “She’s good to play such a rick, but what a pity. She seems not to know Stella’s real identity. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have failed her plan.”
If Stella were just a designer of SG Jewelry Magazine, no matter how many good words Stanford would put on for her today, it would be useless. Her reputation would be ruined and she would be forced to quit this industry.
However, Horace backed her up. Besides...
Phoebe’s eyes turned colder. If she didn’t get it wrong, Clarence went to the VIP lounge also because of this matter.
Soon, the black car arrived at the villa of the Steward family.
Phoebe got off with the jewelry box in her hands. When she was about to go upstairs, she was stopped in the living room, “Phoebe, wait.”
She looked back at the mid-aged man not far away from her, “Dad, haven’t you gone to bed yet?”
Charles Steward nodded, “Come over. I want to ask you something.”
Phoebe sat on the sofa. When Charles looked at her, her hands that were holding the jewelry box were stiffened. She secretly put the box behind her back. With a relaxed smile, she asked, “Dad, what’s up?”
“I heard that you attended the charity banquet with Clarence Conrad tonight?”
She didn’t deny it, “Yes, I did.”
Charles said, “Phoebe, I don’t want you to be dragged into the mere between the Conrad and Jason families. Clarence Conrad is a scheming man. You...”
“Dad,” Phoebe interrupted him, “Although I don’t know Clarence not much, he could make the whole Conrad family afraid of him all by himself, he should have his means. Besides, I’ll marry someone eventually. I believe that if I married Clarence, it would only be beneficial but not harmful for our Steward Group.”
Charles continued after a moment of silence, “Phoebe, I don’t want you to sacrifice your happiness because of it.”
“Dad, I like Clarence. I’m willing to marry him,” said Phoebe, “In fact, I’ve been liking him for a long time. If it weren’t for what happened three years ago... I believe we have got married already.”
“But, as far as I know, he seems to be still entangled with his ex-wife.”
Phoebe didn’t care, “That woman married him for money. How could she leave him so easily? Dad, please no worries. I can deal with this matter.”
Charles didn’t speak anymore. He just said, “I’ll go to the Conrad family’s house and talk to them about it. Go to bed early.”
After that, he stood up and couldn’t help coughing fiercely.
Phoebe walked up and patted him on the back, “Dad, shall I call the doctor to come over?”
“No, thanks. It’s my old illness. It’s getting cold nowadays and it broke up. Not a big deal.”
When Phoebe was about to say something else, she saw the fire burn on his neck.
Noticing her gaze, Charles pulled up his collar, “I’m alright. Go to bed.”
After Phoebe went upstairs, Charles was about to leave, but he saw the jewelry box on the sofa.
He picked it up and wanted to take it to Phoebe upstairs, but accidentally, he opened it. A necklace dropped.
Charles caught the necklace. When seeing the pendant, he was in a daze.
As soon as she arrived in her room, Phoebe found that she had forgotten the necklace downstairs. When she returned, she saw the scene.
She walked up and whispered, “Dad?”
Charles came back to his senses, “Did you buy this?”
For some reason, Phoebe was quite nervous. She nodded, “I asked a designer to customize it for me. Dad, is there anything wrong?”
Charles faintly smiled, “No. This designer seems to be quite professional to mix the pocket watch with the necklace. It must be a gifted designer.”
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