Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 960

Fia’s expression was dark. “Madam Barbara? Have you forgotten the last time you sought me out to cooperate with you?”

Barbara looked at her, her gaze guilty.

She immediately lowered her head and said, “I still have something on. Sally, I’ll make a move first.”

The moment she finished, she left in a hurry.

Sally was a little stiff as she watched Barbara leave.

She looked at Conrad and Fia, not knowing what was happening and what she was supposed to

say.

“What’s going on?” Conrad asked subconsciously.

Fia sensitively let go of his wrist. “Nothing.” NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Since Barbara was unwilling to talk about it, she shouldn’t either, fearful of causing trouble for that girl dressed in black and covered in scars.

“Fia, why don’t you stay in my office for a bit and we can chat?” Sally was worried that she would keep things in her heart and worsen her mood.

Fia shook her head. “No need. I want to go back to eat the food Mrs. Taylor cooked.”

She turned around and walked out.

Sally looked at Conrad and seeing that he was about to leave with Fia, she quickly grabbed the hem of his shirt.

Conrad looked at her with an unfriendly gaze. She swept a glance at Fia who was leaving and said softly, “Check out the girl that Barbara brought back.”

She thought that perhaps this would be a gap to break through.

“Alright.” Conrad ran out to chase after Fia, the girl dressed in black appearing in his mind. Her face could not be seen and her identity was very suspicious. He got Tiger to investigate her, but there was no information.

Barbara chose to book the whole plane when she returned to the country and only registered her own identity, clearly for the sake of hiding that girl’s identity.

Sally mentioned that girl just now. She had her suspicions.

Exactly what kind of a person, what kind of an identity could cause such an odd situation?

“Conrad.” Fia suddenly stopped and called the man who was by her side but had lost focus.

“What’s wrong, Fia?” Conrad looked at her.

She pointed to the front. “Someone’s looking for you.”

Conrad looked over and frowned.

Esme, wearing Britney’s face, acted innocent and pitiful.

“Mr. Maxwell…”

Conrad frowned, hating her from the bottom of his heart.

Esme walked over to him quickly, shamelessly.

“Esme’s mother almost died because of Fia. Aren’t you going to take into consideration your past love for Esme and how you used to frequently visit the Mannings?”

Conrad was speechless for a couple of seconds before speaking. “You clearly know all of this very well. Why are you still acting?”

“I know about you and Esme because Esme told me when we were abroad. Do you know how happy she was every time she mentioned you?” Esme was entirely uninterrupted by Conrad’s coldness, talking to herself.

She was just sincerely trying to disgust Fia!

“You can take your time to talk.” Fia turned away coldly, and left in the opposite direction.

Conrad wanted to give chase but was hugged by Esme.

“Please, take into consideration your relationship with Esme in the past, and protect her family alright? Please.”

“Let go!” Conrad was angry, but unwilling to touch her hand.

Esme hugged his waist tightly. “If you don’t agree, I won’t let go, even if you beat me to death.”

The veins at the corner of Conrad’s forehead throbbed and, in the end, he could not hold himself back and ruthlessly kicked her away.

Esme was sent flying a couple of meters away, her face was covered in tears and sorrowful.” You… Do you hate me that much now?”

Conrad said maliciously, “Yes! I couldn’t wish for anything more than for you to die instantly!”

After he finished speaking, he turned around to chase after Fia.

Fia avoided the elevator, and took the stairs.

She held the railings as she walked step by step, thinking of what she was to do in the future.

Her conscience was too good, and she could not be as shameless as they were, nor as malicious as they were when scheming or setting people up.

She insisted on bringing Beth to see Esme, but never thought that Beth would do something like that.

It was her, Fia, who was too foolish, right?

Why did she always think from her own perspective instead of others when it came to dealing with these matters? She should think like them, shameless and despicable.

Hearing footsteps coming from below, it jolted Fia from her thoughts.

Most people would take the elevator. Very few would choose the stairs.

Her body instinctively froze and she was extremely careful as she took each step down.

She held her handphone in her hand tightly. If it was a bad person, she would be able to report to the police in time.