Chapter 511: The Capitalist’s Ruthless Oppression and Exploitation

Clarence wasn’t at home when Stella went back. She fished out her phone and saw that Clarence had sent her a message an hour ago, saying that something came up at the company and he probably wouldn’t be back tonight. Stella replied with a few words, saying that she had reached home. She then put her things down and slumped into the sofa. Not long after, Clarence called, whispering, “Have you had dinner yet” “I ate at Sherry’s home.” Clarence added, “Get some rest, no need to wait for me.” Stella paused, “Is… something wrong” “There’s a little problem with the project in London, but it’s not a big deal.” Stella said, “I’ll let you go.” After hanging up the phone, Stella lay on the sofa for a while before getting up and going to the bathroom. Stella came out of the bathroom an hour later. She lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, it was as if she could hear the cries of the children. Perhaps it was because God felt that she co