Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad)
Chapter 1065

Fia asked in a surprised tone, "He helped you?"

Britney knew that the man would observe everything that was happening in this room. She then said obediently, "Correct. My master has given me back my original appearance." Fia then sat down on the chair next to her and asked, "Is your face really going to recover?"

"My master did this for me. It won't be a problem," Britney said before pausing. "Have you ever thought of changing your face and living a completely different life?"

"Another face?" Fia's expression turned even colder. "He told you to ask me this?"

"Not him. I'm asking this myself," Britney said.

Fia sneered. "Why don't you change your face? Even if your face is ruined, you can always ask a good plastic surgeon to change your face. Get a new face and start a new life... You can get an even prettier face! Maybe even choose one that Peter likes!"

Britney's lips slowly lost their color. "How can I use her face when I have so much grudge against her?"

"You love Peter, don't you? You've chased after him for so many years... Isn't everything you do so you can stay with him?" Fia's words were very cruel. She didn't want Britney to say anything that might offend that mysterious man.

She had to humiliate her and provoke her so that she would stop pitying her!

Britney started to cry as she said, "I'm suggesting this to you because I care for you."

"No need for that! Even you can't imagine living with a face that doesn't belong to you... So, you can forget about convincing me!" Fia said coldly. "I can face everyone with my head up high. There's no need fo me to start again using a new face!"

The man swirled the wine in his glass with a smile as he looked at the screen.

"Such an indomitable spirit... She hasn't been wounded enough yet. Let's see if you can still maintain that spirit of yours after today."

"Sir, it's time to change," Silas reminded him.

Conrad struggled to get up from the sofa. "What time is it?"

"It's eight. The wedding's at nine." Silas was extremely upset for him. If there was a choice, he would replace his boss and marry that shameless woman in a heartbeat!

But that mysterious man's threat... The madam's safety forced them to keep their heads low.

After the marriage, they weren't sure if they would replace out where she was.

If the madam never appeared again, would that mean Conrad would be forced to live with Esme?

"Give me a glass of iced water," Conrad said as he massaged his head.

Tiger personally poured a glass of iced water and whispered, "The convoy is ready. It's time for you to go to the Thomas residence."

Conrad drank it and bit his lips.

"Let's go."

He walked out, and Silas chased after him with the white suit meant for the groom.

"Aren't you going to change into your suit?"

"No," he said, still wearing the same black suit.

Silas took out the red corsage that the bride had chosen. "Then, this corsage..."

"I'm not wearing it!" Conrad grabbed it and threw it away viciously.

It was just an act. He had given her the respect she should have. The only thing left he wouldn't budge on was for himself.

Tiger also stepped on the corsage and said, "Seriously! You really think that the marriage will happen?!"

Silas stared at him and whispered, "Don't. Or you might curse all of us."

"You're the one that's being so troublesome!" Tiger grabbed the white suit from his hands and threw it on the ground.

Silas was speechless. It seemed like his temper had worsened!

Outside the mansion, a convoy of red sports cars was waiting. All those waiting outside had a red corsage pinned on their suits.

When they saw Conrad walking out, they straightened their backs and greeted him.

Conrad was not in the mood to entertain them and got into the frontmost sports car.

Silas got into the driver's seat and said, "Let's go."

Silas had just fixed his seatbelt and was going to start the car when a figure appeared and stood in front of the car.