Wendy's parents went along to have a look. There wasn't any suspicious person in the surveillance footage between 2100 hours the night before yesterday until 1700 hours yesterday evening. Everything seemed to be normal. Stella Grace reviewed the recordings for three more times, but she still couldn't find anyone suspicious. "Wendy couldn't have bought those drugs herself. It's impossible. Wendy had always been very well-behaved. She wouldn't buy these things. I don't recall her having any difficulties in her life either." Wendy's mother said in confusion. "I'm going to kill those b*stards." Wendy's father could no longer hold his composure. Stella saw through his emotions and thoughts. He must have thought that those people had harassed his daughter. "Uncle, please calm down. The possibility for your daughter having taken those drugs on her own is zero. It wouldn't make sense for her to take the drug while holding on to her phone. Also, she most cert
Rolland Cher stood by the door and gazed inside apologetically. He didn't step in. Wendy's father closed the door and shut Rolland out. Stella Grace knew what to do. Wendy's father was probably referring to Rolland when he mentioned about being ungrateful. Wendy's father probably tried to mislead the person behind the scene about the false location of the treasure. He had also deliberately told Rolland to confuse the person behind the scene and to gain his daughter's lover back. Once they got married, he would tell Rolland the actual location of the treasure. Everything he did was for his daughter. Unfortunately, she was killed by a love rival. As furious he was with Rolland, he was angry with himself as well. If he had not tempted Rolland with the treasure, he wouldn't have broken up with her. If they never broke up, his daughter wouldn't have to die. Thus, in the end, Wendy's father gave Stella the notebook which contained informa
At midnight, Stella followed Frederick back to his apartment. He took the medicine from the refrigerator and sat on the chair in front of the dining table. He then coldly gestured Stella to sit next to him. Stella Grace took a look at the blue medicine and the syringe in his hand. She sat next to Frederick Addington then rolled up her sleeves to expose her fair arms. Frederick's lips twitched. "Aren't you afraid of dying? I told you before that once the symptoms kick in, not only would you feel as if your body is being torn apart, you could also die in the most painful way as well." Yet Stella stared at Frederick calmly. Sometimes, death could have its significance. Rather than her struggling to survive, it would worth more to exchange her life for Jasper Milton's. "Weren't you the one who insisted on having me injected with this?" Stella asked coldly. "Haha." Frederick chuckled. That was true, he was the one who insisted on the injection
Stella's mouth curved into a cold smile. She stared at Jasper Milton with her icy-cold eyes. "Are you saying that you're done for this time?" Jasper looked at Stella Grace expression in surprise. It was too strange and horrifying. He was puzzled and called out, "Stella?" Stella sneered and raised her chin. "Ah. It really wasn't easy to ruin your reputation and for you to meet your end." Jasper's heart sank. He gazed at Stella and questioned, "What do you mean by that?" He felt as if Stella had changed into another person, she was like a stranger. It looked as if she just came from hell. Stella shot Jasper a cold glare with no warmth in her eyes. "Jasper, the explosion didn't kill you three years ago. However, three years later, you are still going to die in my hands." "Were you the one who arranged that explosion three years ago?" Jasper looked at her incredulously. He couldn't believe it at all. "Hah." Stella scoffed and continued,
"I'll soon be dead. You could still live by his side happily." Jasper Milton said coldly while locking Stella Grace in his gaze. She still refused to look at him. "Without this divorce settlement, I'm still considered as you wife after your death. I don't want to bear this title, Jasper." "Indeed, it would be stupid of me to continue staying with a person who hated me to the core," Jasper took the agreement and the pen from Stella's hand. Stella saw him signing his name neatly in the agreement. His handwriting was beautiful, upright and smooth. Stella turned her face away and her eyes were fogging up. There was a time when she tried her best to get married. But today, she destroyed this relationship with her own hands. Jasper tossed the pen and agreement on the ground and spoke in a cold voice, "You can get lost now." "I have another piece of agreement with me. Please sign it as well." Stella handed Jasper his marital agreement with Betta
Stella Grace didn't sleep for the whole night. Her heart was throbbing in pain. She had been studying the diary that Wendy's father had given her. There were a lot of details registered in the diary. Almost every page of the book was filled. But there was no detailed information regarding the specific location of the treasure. She was under the impression that Wendy's father had already found the location of the treasure, but he didn't want to share it. Perhaps he didn't want his painstaking efforts to go to waste. Hence he gave her the diary. But since he did not give her any specific details, she could only try her luck. Stella studied the diary until nine o'clock in the morning. Her heart was still aching badly. Perhaps it was because she hadn't been resting well these days, or it could be caused by the virus in her body. She put the diary in her bag then walked to the window. She looked outside. The sun was shining brightly outside and she could
Stella's body trembled. She turned around instinctively, but Frederick Addington held her arm and stopped her from leaving. Stella Grace suddenly felt all the pressure on her. She didn't want to face Jasper Milton, more so his family. She knew what they were going to say. She was afraid that she would have a panic attack. She was a proud person, and her pride meant everything to her. She looked at Frederick with pleading eyes. Shaking her head, she trembled and demanded, "Let me go." Instead of letting her go, Frederick held her shoulders and went inside together. There was no way for her to retreat. Her face was pale as she clenched her fists tightly. Keep it together, Stella Grace. She didn't want to be regarded as a lunatic, especially in public. She was extremely petrified. It was as if she was bracing the storm all alone with no one there to save her. The longer she stayed, the more panicked she felt. She could hard
The driver saw Stella's strange expression. "You don't have to thank me. I was just doing what I should. Where are your family members? Do you remember their numbers? Let me call them." "My family." Stella Grace chewed on these two words. Her parents were still alive, but they couldn't get in touch with each other. Her husband... was probably her ex-husband now, and she couldn't get in touch with him either. She didn't have any other family. "Thank you for your kindness. I can handle it myself, thank you very much," Stella said with a smile. "Where are you going? I'll send you there." The driver seemed uncomfortable with the idea of a lone woman wondering the wilderness. "Is it too far away from Yale City?" Stella asked. "It's only about an hour's drive. I'm going back to Yale City, I'll drive you there," said the driver. Stella nodded. "Thank you." He opened the rear door and Stella got in the car and looked out of th