Paid To Care, Destined To Conquer Novel

Chapter 305 Chapter 305 ས ༣ 57 % ╚ 55 vouchers At the Gray Manor , the air in the master bedroom's walk - in closet was thick with a sultry , ambiguous tension . Lillian slapped Conrad's hand away , which only made him grin mischievously. He said , " Weren't you pretending not to know me ? So , tell me , who's better in bed , your husband or me ? His tone was shameless , and then , as if a thought struck him , hedded , " Ryan's five this year . If you do the math , could he actually be my son ? " Lillian's expression turned icy as she straightened her dress .

" Get out ." She stood in front of the mirror , her hand trembling as she applied lipstick , letting Conrad play with the thin strap of her dress . " Conrad , don't push your luck , " Lillian warned coldly . Conrad snorted with utter disdain . Downstairs , Carlos looked overjoyed . Today was a huge day for the Gray family , and he was out to prove to everyone that even without Sebastian , the Gray family would still stand proud and shine . The door was pushed open from the outside . Sophia walked in , her expression stormy . " Why am I not allowed to attend the press conference today ?

" She'd waited her whole life for the chance to finally appear as the rightful one , only to be told by Carlos she wasn't allowed . ' So , what have I been fighting for all these years ? ' Sophia thought bitterly . ' I totally get nothing . Carlos frowned at Sophia , eyeing the bandages on her face . " You can't go out there looking like this . " Sophia gave a cold laugh . " Richard can show up in a wheelchair with a broken leg , but I can't just because my face is ruined ? " Carlos shot back , " How is that even the same thing ?" Why is she being so unreasonable now ? ' he thought .

" Carlos , don't try to pull any tricks on me ," Sophia snapped , shedding her usual sweet facade and letting her real self show . " Today , I want you to admit who I am in front of all those VIPS . you don't , you'll pay for it ! " With that , Sophia spun on her heel and stormed out . In the bedroom , Sophia sat at the mirror , expressionless , and ripped off the bandage . A scabbed scar stretched from her right brow to the left corner of her mouth . Her once - proud , ageless beauty was ruined . The expensive special effects makeup artist stood quietly by , afraid to speak .

" Put on the makeup , " Sophia ordered , fixing the makeup artist with a cold stare in the mirror . " Cover the scar . You heard me , right ? " The makeup artist hesitated , looking uneasy . " But if you put makeup on that wound- " She knew that wearing makeup all day could easily make the fresh scab fester . That would destroy her face for good . Sophia snapped , " That's not your concern ! " 1/3 11:07 Mon , Feb 9 Chapter 305 57 % 55 vouchers Sophia thought , " Today is my moment . I'm going to show off , bold and unashamed , right in front of Annette .

As for everything else , none of them mattered .' Two hours later , Conrad's team was holding the press conference at Gray Group , and media from all over Clusia swarmed in . Because the topic was chip security , Haliville was sealed off from midnight , entry only , no exit allowed , and security was fully handed over to the military . A black Maybach slowly pulled away from Sandridge Island . Inside the car , Annette said , " Are those people from Jaffina coming too ?

" Today , she wore a DenimKraft couture black dress that had never been released to the public , her grey hair elegantly pinned up , and a simple emerald pendant that spoke of years of refined beauty . At this moment , Annette was pouting like a child , clearly frustrated . " Ugh , this is such a pain ." She'd already done her best to steer clear of those Jaffina folks or the death anniversary . Stella lounged next to Sebastian , her long , tousled waves spilling down her back . She wore a plain white shirt and jeans , and the only thing on her wrist was Blackie .

Lucas reached out and poked at Blackie . Blackie pretended not to notice it at all . Stella rested her chin in one hand , gazing out the window as the scenery sped by . Her deep amber eyes betrayed no emotion . Her other hand came to rest on Sebastian's , and in the next moment , he gently closed his hand around hers . Not a word was spoken the whole way . It was the calm before the storm . Outside the press conference venue , authorized reporters from both home and abroad had already staked out the best spots .

One luxury car after another lined up for security checks , while aliville's most powerful families gathered , each considering it a badge of honor just to have an invitation to Conrad's press conference . The place was buzzing , more electric than any holiday celebration . Upstairs , Conrad sneered as he watched it . ' None of these people has a clue that an international crisis is about to hit them out of nowhere , ' Conrad thought . As for him , he'd already set up a new identity and passport , just waiting for the right moment to grab the cash and make his escape .

With a self - satisfied smirk , Conrad lit up a cigar . His gaze landed on the smart robot , which was still in standby mode . He patted its shoulder . " You'd better make me proud today . " Just remembering Stella's furious , almost tearful voice on the phone made his ego practically burst with satisfaction . Conrad snorted to himself , " She's still too naive . " Suddenly , the door burst open , and Celia , dressed to the nines in a rented couture suit , rushed in . " Mr. Quinn and the others are here ! " Conrad froze . " Who did you say ?

" 2/3 11:07 Mon , Feb 9 D D Chapter 305 57 % 65 vouchers Celia blurted out , " Mr. Quinn ! " She paused and then added , " And it's not just him . Mr. Trent , Mr. Shea , and everyone close to Stella showed up too ! " Conrad took a drag on his cigar and grinned . " Now this is getting interesting . " He honestly thought they wouldn't show up , especially Victor . After all , they'd already burned all their bridges . There was no way to patch things up . Meanwhile , Carlos rushed in so fast that he didn't even bother knocking .

Conrad and Celia spun around as Carlos , panting and flustered , blurted out , " Ber ... Bernard just showed up ! " Downstairs , the silence was so intense that it seemed to spread through the crowd . They watched as Bernard stepped out of the car , carrying that iron - blooded presence only someone straight from the battlefield could have . Nobody dared make a sound or even look him in the eye . " Mr. Harper ! " Conrad and his crew showed up at the entrance in no time . Bernard shot Conrad a razor - sharp look .

The last time these two had crossed paths was back at the airport Conrad was still as cocky as ever . " Heh , Mr. Harper , you finally came all the way here just for me , uh ? " Conrad teased , half - joking but clearly still salty about getting put in his place at the airport last time . Now he was itching to get his pride back . Bernard's gaze was commanding . " Yeah , today , I came here for you , personally . " He stressed the last word , and the weight of his statement lingered in the air , making it clear to everyone that this was no ordinary visit .

Just as they were talking , a collective gasp rippled through the crowd . Everyone turned to see a sleek , understated black Maybach parked nearby . The reporters instantly recognized whose car it was . They thought , ' It was the big shot from Sandridge Island ! ' And now , the truth behind all the commotion on the death anniversary , and the rumors swirling about Sebastian's legs , was about to come to light . Conrad's expression instantly soured . He really couldn't stand anyone stealing his spotlight today . Beside him , Carlos and Celia's faces turned even more unreadable .

Everyone held their breath , nerves stretched to the breaking point , as the car door slowly swung open from within . 3/3 Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.