Stop It, She’s Remarrying!

Chapter 979

The servants were physically restrained very quickly.

“You can go in now, Sir,” a bodyguard said to Conrad.

Conrad glanced at the Evans’ courtyard. The trees and shrubs were well-maintained. Even if someone else was taking care of them, he could tell how much their masters cared about them.

When he walked over a pot of roses, he immediately gave it a good kick, shattering the pot.

He then walked into the Evans’ living room and saw Clarice, who was walking down the stairs. nervously.

When Clarice saw him, she instinctively gripped the rail and stopped dead in her tracks.

“I thought you fell badly and were forced to stay at the hospital?” Conrad examined Clarice with a disgusted look.

When he remembered how Garrett was questioning him at the hospital furiously that day, only now did he realize how ridiculous it was.

Clarice gulped and didn’t answer his question out of shame. Instead, she asked, “Why are you here?”

“If you really want nothing to happen, take me to Jason,” Conrad said icily. He wasn’t yelling, but it was loud enough to strike fear into her heart.

“Conrad… I never wanted to butt heads with you. Last time, your people came to my home and started wrecking everything. I had no choice but to…”

“Don’t waste my time!” Conrad said, tensed.

His mother was someone that would always try to force things her way without care. Meanwhile, Clarice was someone full of grace. Even her words and eyes were filled with gentleness.

He didn’t want to compare his mother with this woman wearing traditional garb, but every time he saw Clarice, he couldn’t help but compare his mother to her!

And now, he hated Clarice even more!

He didn’t know if the best medicine could remove the scar that she left on Fia’s shoulder.

“I’ll count to three. If you don’t tell Jason to show himself, I’ll demolish this place!” As soon as Conrad finished his sentence, a group of well-trained men marched in. They were all tall and ferocious.

Clarice’s grip tightened even more when she said, “You’re involved in everything that happened to Jason. You keep on coming here to provoke us… Aren’t you worried that you’ll destroy every bit of Maxwell Corporation’s reputation?” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Haha!” Conrad let out a maddening laugh. “Destroy this place!”

Half an hour ago, Finn called him to get him to have an honest talk with Jason. Finn told him. that Jason said that the person who ran him over looked a lot like him.

Such humiliation infuriated him. That was why he came here in person…. To ask Jason what he

was planning to do!

“You… Stop!” Clarice looked at some decorations that Garrett loved that had been crushed by Conrad’s men. She was so anxious that she was tearing up.

Her husband was on one end of the scale, while her son was on the other end. She couldn’t

make the choice.

Conrad let out an icy smile. “If you don’t force Jason out here to see me right now, I’ll tell my men to tear this place apart!”

Clarice looked at him speechlessly. “You… You’re just as unreasonable as your mother!”

Conrad felt a headache coming when he remembered that Clarice also had a daughter but she had fallen into the ocean.

He had just wanted to tell the bodyguards to stop when Jason’s roar came from upstairs. “Are you sick in the head?!”

Jason held the rail weakly and sat on the stairs, looking at Conrad with eyes full of disdain.

The two of them stared at each other with hatred in their eyes.

“Jason Evans.” Conrad cracked a smile as he walked toward the stairs. “You say that you’re a kind and honest man. Like a gentleman.”

Jason was petrified.

“To think that you ended up like this.” Conrad snickered. “To see you fall from the heavens. above and sink into the pits of hell below… Let’s see how you’ll dig your filthy self out of this one.”

“What are you talking about?” Clarice couldn’t simply stand and watch as Conrad humiliated her son. “He’s not like you!”

“Haha!” Conrad stopped as he laughed, looking at Jason sitting in the middle of the staircase. “Why don’t you tell your mother then? Who drove that car that ran you over?