She walked for another half an hour, another three tunnels appeared. She continued with the middle path once again. After another half an hour, again, three different paths! There wasn't much thread left, but she couldn't just give up like this! She continued walking forward. She ran out of thread halfway through the tunnels. She thought of walking till the end this time. If there were other intersection tunnels, she'd have no choice but to turn back. Suddenly, she heard a voice behind her. Stella turned around and saw someone standing right behind her. She got frightened and moved a few steps back. Quickly, she shone her flashlight towards the person's face... it was Jasper! He squinted his eyes, "Have you seen enough? Move the flashlight away, it hurts my eyes." Stella sighed in relief after she realized that it was him. She moved the flashlight aside and felt a little angry, "Do you come home through these tunnels every day?" "Mainly to see
Stella Grace was at a loss for words. This... She had never been a bold person. She had never spoken that way before, and she definitely would not be saying them now. He lowered his head. "Are you shy?" Bellamy Chuck stared at her. A streak of light flashed across his eyes as he lifted a smirk, "Men love listening to these." "Do you like it too?" Stella Grace looked up at him. Although there was a frown on his brows, his eyes were pleasantly surprised. It was as though he had thought of something, "Yeah, why don't you try saying it?" Stella turned her back towards him. She felt embarrassed and said, "We won't say stuff like this in public anyways, so let's skip this." He held her in his arms and asked in a hoarse voice, "Couldn't you just humor me?" "Hmm?" Stella turned to look at him. He was very close to her. His eyes were filled with desire, "It hasn't even been three months since I've gotten pregnant. We shouldn't be
He walked very slowly, making sure she could keep up with him. He did not let go of her hand the entire journey. It was already half an hour later by the time they got back to the library. Under the glaring lamp, he stared at her flushed face silently. She kept her head lowered, and she too did not say anything. Stella looked up at him a while later. He was still staring at her. The way he stared flustered her, "Are you hungry? I'll make some sandwiches for you. You could eat them before you leave." "I don't wanna leave," Bellamy Chuck said. "Well, why don't you just leave earlier tomorrow, before they find out that you're gone. Right now, there is only me, Mom, and Lynette at home," Stella thought for a while and said. Bellamy raised a smile and said, "Do you want me to stay over today?" The way he said it felt weird, "Yes, but I'm also worried about you. It's very tiring to come back and forth. After all, you still have a lot of t
There was a very big nail right through her abdomen. There were also three red nails nailed onto her private parts. Based on the color and the flow of the blood, as well as her wounds, Nina's eyes were dug out before her death, and the nails on her forehead were nailed while she was still alive. Due to the nails on her forehead, she died of massive blood loss. The murderer cleaned the bloodstains on her body and proceeded to leave some other marks. The corpse was hardened, and the room temperature had been turned up. The murderer wanted to blur out the time of her death. "What is the rectal temperature?" Stella asked Benjamin solemnly. Benjamin Levis looked at her coldly and was very unwelcoming, "Who are you?" He asked impatiently. "Not just anyone could enter this place. Frederick is at the door, and I was brought here by his men. Who do you think I am?" Stella Grace replied. Benjamin stood up and threw his gloves away, "Where did
Stella waited for Frederick to hang up the phone, and then she continued asking, "Are the windows soundproof?" Frederick shook his head and replied, "This is an old house. They are just ordinary windows." "Your mother's tongue was cut off. This is the first thing that the murderer did so that she could not make any sounds. Her lips were then sealed after that. Certain scars would only start to appear after a day. I think bruises will start to show on her face and shoulder after a while. However, even though her mouth was sealed, she should have been able to make other noises before that. You should ask around if anyone has heard or seen anything." "I will hand this matter over to the police, Benjamin too will be involved in the investigation. You could drop by and listen to the reports he makes every day," Frederick said sadly. Perhaps it was because he was grieving over his mother's death. Frederick seemed much more mild-tempered than he used
"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I'll call you if anything happens," Stella said as soon as she saw Frederick walking towards her. She hung up the phone and seemed to recall something. She asked Frederick, "You did not install any surveillance on my phone while I was sleeping, did you?" "I did that once before. Do you think that I would dare to repeat the same mistake?" Frederick Addington asked in reply. Stella looked at him as though he was a changed person, "I believe you." "Let's have dinner. You've slept for a long time," Frederick walked forward. Stella followed him from behind and looked at his maid downstairs, "Frederick, did Linda go over to your mother's?" "She did. She said that the safe was placed in the cabinet, but it is not there anymore," Frederick said. "The note mentioned that the thing is at the place where it used to be. Where was the safe located before it was put in the cabinet?" Stella asked. Frederick paused, "
"I'll handle the traitor," Frederick Addington said coldly. "Are you talking about her?" Stella Grace glanced at the maid in the hall. Frederick nodded. Stella walked towards the maid instead of going upstairs. The maid's face turned pale and she slowly put her hand into her pocket. "Kill yourself as you wish, but what about your family?" Stella said. The maid stared at Stella in shock before turning her sight to Frederick. She pondered for a moment before kneeling on the ground, "It was Mr. Saltzman who ordered me to do this. He threatened to kill my child and grandchild. I had no choice. Mr. Addington, please spare my family." ''Answer my questions truthfully," Stella said as she stood in front of Frederick. The maid hung her head low. "When were the rooms' monitors installed?" Stella asked. "They were installed today. Frederick was not home earlier today, so Mr. Saltzman's men came over to install them," the maid reported.
"Uh, let's talk about this later," Stella Grace said softly. "Where are you now?" Bellamy Chuck raised his voice a little. She could feel his anger through the phone. "Well, I'm off to dinner." "I'm so angry that I couldn't even eat. Meanwhile, you're off to dinner?" Bellamy sounded even angrier. She did not have his phone number. That was why she did not call him in the first place. Everything happened so quickly, and there had barely been any room for her to breathe. She kept quiet as she knew it was her fault to begin with. "Send me your location," Bellamy ordered. He added again with emphasis after that, ''Send it, or else, I'll make sure to teach you a lesson.'' He then hung up his phone. Stella paused. The old Jasper Milton would never have spoken like this. Back then, when he encountered such a situation, he would say, "Where are you now? You are not allowed to go, Stella. Try if you dare," He would then keep quiet afterwar