Stella's eyes grew wide as she stared at Jasper. Her mind went blank for a moment, but she quickly regained her wits. "If you are doing this because you feel that you owe me something, then don't. Officially dating you will make me suffer more," Stella said as she continued to pack. "What do you mean by that?" Jasper frowned. "Am I not qualified to be your boyfriend?" Stella didn't even look at Jasper. She zipped up the suitcase and placed it upright. She looked at Jasper seriously and said, "Before we date, we should like each other first. Do you think we like each other?" Jasper pursed his lips tightly and looked at her with a livid face. His demeanor shifted with his mood. Stella walked towards the door with her suitcase in hand. Jasper held her arm and looked at her. "I think we like each other." Stella's heart skipped a beat. She looked at him. "I don't want to date you. If you really want to, then let's get married. Divorces are no
"Jasper, let's just let each other go," Stella Grace said softly. Jasper pulled over and stopped. He was a little annoyed. "What exactly do you want? You proposed to get married and now you want me to let you go." "Would you do whatever I ask for?" Stella asked. Jasper was impatient. "Yes!" "Then let's let each other go." "Okay," he said, looking ahead and started the car. Stella knew that he was serious about it. But she did not regret what she said, because she saw his knitted brows. He didn't mean it when he said he wanted to marry her. "In that case, this is the end of the road for us." Stella thought quietly to herself. Jasper took her to the train station and watched her enter. His eyes were dimmed. He took out a cigarette from his storage box and lit it up. He took a deep breath and blew out a thick cloud of smoke which swarmed around him. Half an hour later, he called Lieutenant Shine. "Go to the psycholo
She had an impulse to end the call but she kept silent for a moment. Jasper Milton was the most powerful person she knew. He was the only one who could help her. Greg Miles helped her when she was in a desperate situation. She needed to do all she could to rescue him and return his favour. "I need your help," Stella whispered, feeling a little embarrassed. "Okay, what happened?" Jasper's tone was pleasant now. "I just heard that Greg Miles was taken away by someone. He's the Director of the psychology research center. Can you help to rescue him?" "Do you know who took him away?" Jasper asked. Stella briefly explained the situation. "A man named Tony, who worked in a women's club was killed. The moment Greg pointed out that the likely suspect was the woman who asked for Tony's service, he was taken away. I think the deceased was quite highly-ranked in the club, only diamond members could ask for his service. I suspect that the diamond member as
"There's no such thing as free lunch. This might be their marketing strategy. It starts off as a free service, then they will keep teasing you until you can't hold back, so you pay for an upgrade," Stella Grace guessed. "I think so too. Why don't we drive them away?" Eli Wayne suggested. Stella nodded. "That would be a good idea." "Come, let's go back." Eli pushed the door open. "Well, you guys can go now. We don't need you anymore." "Did we do anything wrong?" the man in the fox mask asked. "I think you talk too much," Eli said bluntly. Sean Yaleman, who was wearing the dragon mask, stood up and straightened his clothes. He nodded gracefully and walked out of the door. The man with the fox mask followed Sean out. Eli was relieved to see them leave. She picked up a red wine glass and took a sip. It was pretty good. Stella's phone rang. It was Jasper Milton calling. She immediately picked up the call. Jasper heard music
Eli Wayne didn't know what he was doing. She could only feel her discomfort being gradually relieved. She fell into a deep sleep after she was satisfied. Sean Yaleman looked at her red cheeks with relish. He stroked her bangs. Three years ago, he was already deeply in love with her. He never gave up, and he would try ways to ruin all of her relationships. She would either have him or die an old spinster. Stella Grace got the list of Tony's guests before he was killed. She was in a daze as she read the document. Katty Davis. The last person whom Tony had serviced was Katty Davis. That would mean Greg Miles must have been abducted by Zoah Davis. The situation was worse than she thought. If it was just an ordinary high-ranking official, Jasper could deal with it with a few words. Zoah Davis had a higher rank than Jasper, and he was the most popular candidate for Presidency. It was no laughing matter. Stella dar
"She's dead," Jasper Milton said in a deep voice. There was no expression on his poker face. Stella Grace's eyes turned red. She had seen too many problems in marriages. Couples got married because they were in love but in the end, they got overwhelmed by the tiniest things in life. They unwittingly took freedom away from their partners because they cared too much for their significant other. Endless quarrels, hurtful words and misunderstandings. All these took a toll on their relationship and in the end there was no other choice but to separate. The best outcome would be to separate in peace. Usually, they would become like strangers. Worst case scenario, they become enemies for the rest of their lives. All their fond memories would turn into mistakes they made in the past. Nothing would be worth reminiscing about thereafter. A living human could never compete with the deceased. Bettany Hadley left him with the best memories.
Just by looking into Katty Davis's eyes, Stella Grace could tell that whatever it was, she was greatly bothered by it. Why did she have to make herself suffer then? Knowing how to turn someone down was an important skill to have in life. Stella put Katty's phone aside and said with a smile, "Aren't you here for treatment? Tell me your problems." "My man doesn't love me." Katty smiled and looked straight into Stella's eyes. "He loves a dead woman." Stella knew that. She wasn't even surprised or shocked when she said it. "And then?" Stella asked calmly. "He has a secret room. I sneaked in and saw photos and relics of the dead woman. That woman has been dead for years. I have been waiting for him all this time and he didn't even bother looking at me. I am not satisfied." Katty choked back her tears. "If you were to leave him, you would only lose a man who never loved you. But in turn, he would lose someone who loved him. You've wasted so
After Katty Davis left, Stella Grace needed to calm herself down. She held a cup of tea in her hand, stood by the window, and looked out at the pedestrians passing by. Some were smiling, some looked pale and sad, and some hid all their emotions and put on a poker face. There were all kinds of expressions, emotions and mood. Perhaps, this was life. Everyone was lucky to have come into this world, God gave everyone an opportunity to experience life. In life, there would be moments of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty. One could choose how they wanted to live their lives. To be happy? Sad? Worry? Or to take it easy? People who were easily satisfied could find happiness in just a delicious piece of bread. People who were not easily satisfied wouldn't be happy even a table full of delicacies were set in front of them, they'll still find something to complain about. She should let go of all her desires in order to set herself free fro