"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
Stella Grace was worried throughout the dinner. She sneaked glances at Jasper Milton as they ate. He was very self-conscious, slowly enjoying his food. He glanced up at Stella, looking her straight in the eyes. Stella felt a little guilty and looked away. He plopped a piece of steak onto Stella's plate. "Eat more, you're too thin. It won't be easy for you to get pregnant if you're underweight," Jasper said in a serious tone. Stella blushed. Pregnant? What was going through his mind? Eli looked suspiciously at Jasper, then at Stella, then back at Jasper. He was still looking at Stella as if he only had eyes for her. He lost his memory and found her again. Was that love? "Chief, do you like Stella?" Eli asked bluntly. Stella nervously held her fork tight and lowered her head, pretending not to care about his answer. Just when she thought he wasn't going to answer, he did. "Yes." Stella's hands shook.
Stella Grace didn't know where he was taking her. Anyway, Jasper Milton would not do anything to her. Stella looked out of the window. "How long will it take?" "An hour and a half," Jasper replied. "Wake me up when we are there." She leaned against the chair and closed her eyes. Jasper took off his blazer and covered her body. Stella didn't fall asleep. She smelled the faint smell of smoke on his blazer. Was he smoking just now? She didn't like the smell of smoke, so she opened her eyes to look at him. It had been three years, Jasper had matured. He became more reserved and less talkative. And yet he still gave people a sense of security, probably a characteristic of a soldier. "Don't smoke, it's bad for your health," Stella said gently. "I didn't like smoking in the past. I kept getting insomnia for the past three years. Add that to stress at work, and you can see why I started smoking more and more often until it be
Women had the softest hearts. She would quarrel with her boyfriend without the intention to leave him but to make him what she wanted him to be. She would angry at him not because she wanted to break up with him, but to know if she still had a place in his heart. At least, that was the way it was for her. Stella didn't care whether the man was rich, powerful, or good-looking. She would be willing to spend her life with a man even if he was poor. All she asked for was a place in his heart. If she did not, then it would be pointless. Stella wanted to give herself a chance. One last chance for love. She tapped his chest with her index finger. "Do you have me in there?" "Yes." Jasper stared at her, the fire of determination evident in his eyes. "Can I take Bettany's place in your heart?" Stella asked with teary eyes. "You already did." Jasper rasped. Stella made up her mind. "Okay, I'll marry you. In the future, as long as