Chapter 132: Chapter 132

After the two rooms were connected, Anna Thornton finally had a place for her luggage.

Especially now that she had her own dedicated dressing table and two enormous custom wardrobes.

Anna Thornton couldn’t wait to open the wardrobe and put her clothes inside, but she discovered both wardrobes were already full.

She opened the first wardrobe, inside were dresses from a certain international brand, making Anna Thornton feel a sense of familiarity.

She then recalled that it was from the time she was recording her first variety show, when there was a wardrobe malfunction and Conrad Sterling helped her find dresses suitable for the show, and within minutes, the brand store sent over hundreds of dresses to save the day.

At that time, Anna Thornton had only chosen one dress. She didn’t expect the remaining dresses to be stored here.

As for the second wardrobe, it was even more astonishing! Every piece inside had the hand-embroidered butterfly emblem on the back, indicating they were all works of the internationally renowned designer Nick Walters.

Nick Walters had retired from the fashion world, and the existing genuine pieces in the market, apart from those worn by Anna Thornton and Marilyn Ford at the birthday party, were all nearly here.

The clothes Anna Thornton borrowed from the Ford Family were worth a million, and Marilyn Ford’s gown was worth hundreds of thousands,

So, how much would these nearly hundred gowns here be worth?!!!

Regardless, clothes are bought to be worn, leaving them to gather dust is such a waste.

So later, before Anna Thornton went to find Conrad Sterling in his study, she deliberately changed into a new outfit.

Conrad heard her footsteps as she came in, put down his documents, and glanced up at her.

Anna Thornton immediately twirled her dress, boasting playfully, "Aren’t I pretty? Conrad Sterling, why didn’t you tell me you bought all those dresses earlier? They’re gathering dust in the wardrobe, why didn’t you send them to me sooner?"

"Who said those dresses were for you?" Conrad Sterling retorted.

"You put them in my room, didn’t you mean for me?"

"I heard President Sterling, whenever there’s a new collection in your mall, it’s sent directly to Actress Ford’s house, but this batch..."

"The address was filled in wrong!" Conrad Sterling refused to admit the clothes were bought for Anna Thornton.

"Oh, well now they’re mine! These are last month’s designs anyway, Actress Ford probably won’t care about anything other than the newest collection."

Anna Thornton said, staring directly at Conrad Sterling, wanting to see how long he could hold up his pretense. Content orıginally comes from NoveIＦire.net

However, the man withdrew his gaze, picked up a file at his side, and spoke no more.

He acted as if tiredly resigning to give Anna Thornton the clothes.

Anna Thornton remembered when he was courting Marilyn Ford, wasn’t he quite diligent? Yet facing Anna was he so awkward?

Luckily, Anna Thornton had thick skin and specialized in coaxing people into admitting the truth!

She went over to Conrad, placed her head on his desk, and delicately pressed on the files Conrad was about to turn over.

"What about Nick Walters’ designs? They’re hard to buy on the market now, you wouldn’t have gotten them from the mall, were they your mistake while sending to Marilyn Ford?"

"Oh? Then where did these come from?"

"Bought them randomly."

However, in reality, some of Nick Walters’ designs couldn’t be bought regardless of the price; getting a complete collection and calling it a random purchase?

Ethan had the most to say on this matter; President Sterling’s impulsive tasks had left him grumbling.

As for why President Sterling was impulsive?

During Marilyn Ford’s birthday party, Anna Thornton was questioned and accused of wearing a fake, at which Finn Grant defended her and made a bold claim to buy Nick Walters’ designs for his woman as pajamas.

Whether Anna Thornton was his woman or not, in any case, all of Nick Walters’ designs were now with Conrad Sterling.

Let’s see where that madman goes shopping!

"Conrad Sterling, do you have another surprise for me?" Anna Thornton’s fingers danced on the files in anticipation, "Or...Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Hmm?" Anna Thornton looked at him expectantly.

But the next second, with a cold face, the man removed her hand, dismissively saying, "Are you bored? Do you want to go out by yourself or should I throw you out?"

"..." Anna Thornton, "Seriously!"

The opportunity had been given, yet he still didn’t confess?

Anna Thornton snorted coldly at Conrad Sterling, thinking, under my charm, let’s see how long you can keep this act up!

"Granny Chandler, where’s Pop?"

Leaving the study and heading downstairs, Anna Thornton had just asked when she saw the little munchkin following behind the servant delivering dishes to the dining room, eagerly raising her head sniffing the aroma.

Granny Chandler, afraid she’d bump into someone passing by, simply picked her up and brought her to Anna Thornton: "Miss Thornton, it’s time to eat, you and the young miss must be hungry."

After being hospitalized for a while, the hospital meals were inferior compared to here.

Once again seeing such a rich spread of delicacies, Anna Thornton’s first reaction wasn’t to critique but to uncontrollably salivate: "I’m really hungry, compared to this, hospital food is really unfit for consumption."

"Let me call President Sterling down for lunch, just wait a moment."

"Can we not wait? I think he should skip meals. Marrying his work and breathing celestial air seems more suitable for him."

Conrad Sterling happened to come down from upstairs, his face darkened hearing Anna Thornton’s sarcastic remark.

"Miss Thornton, actually President Sterling has been looking forward to having the young miss discharged to bring you back, as the house is much livelier with you here."

"Although he doesn’t show it, I can tell President Sterling really likes you both. Eating with you makes President Sterling’s appetite much better."

"Of course it’s true, Miss Thornton, did you know? Last time during the Dragon Boat Festival, President Sterling even brought..."

Granny Chandler’s words were suddenly interrupted by a cough.

She glanced up to see Conrad Sterling looking displeased and quickly stopped talking: "President Sterling, lunch is ready."

"The salary I pay isn’t meant for you to gossip behind my back."

Seeing Granny Chandler lower her head, not daring to breathe, Anna Thornton couldn’t help but say, "What people just said wasn’t meant for you to hear."

Conrad looked at her, and Anna Thornton met his gaze: "President Sterling, gossip is human nature, denying people the opportunity to talk is inhuman."

"Nonfactual rumors have no right to spread," Conrad retorted.

"Oh? Are Granny Chandler’s words false? A clear conscience fears no slanting shadow. With all the negative news floating about me recently, why haven’t I been as anxious as you to silence others?"

"...You’re full of twisted logic!" Conrad Sterling directly walked past Anna Thornton towards the dining room.

Granny Chandler watched President Sterling’s back and secretly smiled at Anna Thornton.

Indeed, with Miss Thornton and Little Miss around, the house became livelier. Only Anna Thornton could dare argue with Conrad Sterling like that and always win, leaving President Sterling with no idea how to deal with her.

Later, at the dining table, Anna Thornton fed Pop a mouthful of food, then took a bite herself.

During her hospitalization, the little munchkin had shrunk significantly, and Anna Thornton was determined to fatten her up again.

With these two, the big and little mukbang duo, Conrad Sterling indeed found his appetite greatly improved watching them eat heartily.

But admitting it was impossible, President Sterling maintained his usual silent cold face at the table until he received a message for an afternoon appointment.

Conrad Sterling’s phone was right beside him, and upon hearing the notification, Anna Thornton curiously lifted her head: "Is it from Actress Ford?"

Anna Thornton didn’t need to specifically see the sender to guess; it was surely Marilyn Ford.

Since the birthday party, Conrad Sterling and Marilyn Ford seemed to enter another round of cold war.

The specifics Anna Thornton was unclear about, only that Conrad Sterling didn’t propose to Marilyn Ford during the birthday, and later had no gestures.

Taking on Marilyn Ford’s role, one would be anxious.

Conrad Sterling casually glanced at the message on his phone, and didn’t reply to Anna Thornton.

Shortly after, Anna Thornton’s phone rang.

She set down her chopsticks, busy replying to a message.

As Conrad looked on at her joyful expression, he couldn’t help but also lean forward with interest.