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
Helplessly, Stella let out a sigh and added his new number into her phonebook. Then, she sent her location to him. "I'll teach you a lesson when I get there," Bellamy Chuck sent a text. Stella Grace did not reply to his text. It was a harsh period for both of them at the moment. What if someone were to discover that he was Jasper Milton? However, it was also her fault. She knew how sensitive Jasper was toward Frederick. However, fate just so happened to drag her and Frederick together. Stella was not as innocent as she once was. She admitted that she had ordered his favorite food on purpose. Because she knew that it would be easier for her and Jasper if they could gain Frederick's help. Stella was nothing like her old self. Even she was terrified of herself sometimes. However, life would have swallowed her whole if she did not adapt to the circumstances. Stella sighed again. She then opened the door to the pr
Stella Grace crossed her arms and put them on her knees. She then promised, "I would never cheat on you, even if it costs me my life." Bellamy Chuck was stunned. All the anger in him immediately dissipated. His heart started beating even faster as he looked her in the eyes. His face turned red, "Have I ever told you that you're very good at coaxing men?" Stella pursed her lips and smiled. She was actually bad at coaxing. However, she was willing to do it for him. She was afraid that he would get angry, upset, and worried. She stood up and looked around. There was a kitchen inside, "How did you get a place like this? You have not eaten dinner yet, have you? I'll cook for you." Bellamy held her hand. Stella looked at him. He pulled her to his side, put her on his legs, and held her waist. "The only thing I want to eat right now is you," Bellamy said in a hoarse voice. Stella's face was flushed, and she looked at the door with embarras
"What?" Stella's mind went blank for a moment, "Are you... putting a show on for Frederick?'' He lifted her chin and said, "I'm not putting a show for anyone." He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. They were so close that she could smell the cigarette scent on him. He smoked. She retreated a little. He then moved closer to her, staring at her lips. Her lips were so nice to kiss. They were so soft. He also liked the smell of her body. Again, she retreated a little bit. He moved closer to her again. Stella almost fell, and her hands were already on his chest, "Bellamy, you are too impulsive." Bellamy listened to her voice and continued to lean closer to her, "You're my girl. Who else could I be impulsive to?" Stella was at a loss for words. She fell on the seat when the car suddenly moved ahead. His breath grazed her neck and his lips touched hers. His tongue darted in, stirring her breath as he swept