Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 406

After arriving at the hospital, Stella asked a nurse about which ward Arthur was in. She thanked the nurse and then walked towards the direction.

Some police officers were recording Arthur’s words in his ward.

Seeing this, Stella decided not to walk in and waited at the door.

Twenty minutes later, the police officers left.

Stella knocked at the door. At the next moment, Arthur’s impatient voice sounded from inside, “Haven’t I made I it clear. What else…”

Before he finished his words, Stella showed up in front of her.

The fretfulness on Arthur’s face immediately disappeared. He narrowed his eyes and asked meaningfully, “How comes it’s you?”

Stella said, “I come here to ask you a question.”

“It’s related to the Young Designers’ Contest, right?” Arthur said, “What I said is true. I helped Modesty cheat in the competition and she bribed the judges. There are certain evidences.”

Stella smiled and sat on the sofa of the ward, “Since you’ve said so, I want to ask you a question. Based on Modesty’s experience and social status, she can at most bribe you. How could she bribe the two judges?”

Arthur had prepared an explanation for her doubts. He said, “You also know that Robert is her teacher. Robert has a good relationship with the two judges, plus that he has been wishing that Modesty would win the competition so that she would not disgrace him, it’s just a piece of cake for Robert to help her bride the judges.”

“Oh, based on your words, if Robert wishes Modesty to win the contest, how would he tell you that he’s bribed the other two judges?”

Arthur didn’t expect that she would ask this. But he quickly reacted, “Of course I misheard it. Walls have ears.”

Stella continued, “Do you want to say that Modesty wanted to kill you because she found that you had known that they bribed the judges.”

Arthur couldn’t find a proper explanation for this question before. But hearing Stella’s question, he made use of it and said, “Yeah, that’s the case. That bitch is so crazy and wants to be famous. She even used such an evil trick. If not so, you should be the champion of this contest. I really feel pitiful for you.”

Stella raised her brows. She didn’t know which part of his words was true and which part was falsehood.

Several seconds later, Stella spoke again. She didn’t beat around the bush with him and came straight to the point, “Do you remember how the person who injured you before looks like?”

The police officers also asked this question just now.

Arthur narrowed his eyes. There was a touch of suspicion in his eyes. “Why do you ask this?”

Stella replied in a flat tone, “Modesty has plotted against me secretly for numerous times before this. I want to know whether the person she hired to injure you is the person that hurt me before.”

Arthur didn’t doubt this. All the designers in the design community knew that Modesty had a poor relationship with Stella. It wouldn’t take great effort if they wanted to know what Modesty had done in SG.

Arthur thought that Stella was at his side and said, “He wore a hat and I couldn’t see his face clearly, but…”

He knitted his brows, trying to memorizing that man’s appearance.

Stella asked, “He has a scar on his face, right? From his left eye to his chin.”

When hearing her reminder, Arthur hurriedly nodded his head, “Yeah, that’s it! That’s it!”

After getting the answer, Stella didn’t plan to stay here any longer. She stood up and prepared to leave.

Arthur stopped her, “If you want to know any news about Modesty, please feel free to come to me. I will try my best to be cooperative.”

Stella turned around and took a glance at him when she heard the words, “You should thank god for being still alive.”

After finishing the words, she directly left the ward.

Looking at her back, Arthur snorted and then took out a newly-bought phone from under his pillow. He clicked the documents that he stored on the cloud storage before, his smile becoming more and more ferocious. He had uploaded the videos onto the cloud storage. This was enough to ruin Modesty.

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