"I see," Stella was quite calm, "That was quick of you." "We just happened to have a scouting team nearby. Since we could clearly distinguish their faces, we will be able to find who they are and solve the mystery. I'm very confident about this. I think that it'll all be smooth sailing after this," Vann said happily. Stella smiled slightly, "Let's wait and see." Vann's heart sank. "Do you not think so?" "Have you ever wondered why no one had reported this to the police?" Stella asked. Vann was stunned for a moment before asking, "Why?" "You should first confirm the identity of the deceased. I'll have my meal first. Good luck," Stella then hung up the phone. After gutting and cleaning the fish thoroughly, Stella then cut the fish into fillets, dabbed them dry with paper towels, seasoned them, and dipped them into flour. She heated the oil in the pan and slid the fillets in. The pan immediately sizzled and Stella waited a few minutes until the fi
"I'll have to trouble you then," Stella didn't refuse. "Should I throw away the leftovers?" Jasper asked. "It's alright, I'll pack them up right now. Some people might need them," Stella said as she started to pack up the food. Jasper washed the dishes. She noticed that he was well-practiced, so she didn't say anything unnecessary. She just smiled slightly and said, "I'm going out." "I'll accompany you," Allen said as he took the takeaway box from Stella's hand, "It looks like you're always sending food to those in need. You even have a takeaway box and disposable cutlery ready." "What I don't need, others might. It's the simplest thing I could do, it's isn't hard to do. Don't give up good things though they may be small, and don't do evil things though they may seem insignificant. Giving to people in need gives me peace of mind, it makes me feel good," Stella explained. Allen looked at Stella. Her tone was very elegant, intellectual, graceful,
"Gracie?" Stella blurted out. In her memories, there was a dog, and it was also on a boat. She had a good relationship with the dog. She wasn't clear if its name was Gracie. Jasper looked at her deeply. Stella smiled awkwardly and explained, "I mean, it looks graceful. It looks strong and cute too." "Its name really is Gracie," Jasper said as he got on the yacht and caressed Gracie's head. His expression softened a lot and his eyes became less sharp as he caressed Gracie's head. Stella's eyes softened too. She had thought about raising a dog before, but she had to go on business trips sometimes, so she was worried that she might starve the dog to death. Also, since Allen was going to live with her from now on, it wouldn't be a great idea to have a dog since he had asthma. "Does it usually stay on board?" Stella asked. "Yes, it likes to stay on the yacht. This place is its world," Jasper said in a gentle voice as he stroked Gra
Allen laughed. "Do you still remember when we first met? We went to a deserted island too. You must really like the life on a deserted island." "Some people stay busy all their lives so that they could live a leisurely life in their last few years. Some people live leisurely for their whole life and they are still happy and relaxed although they don't have much money. That isn't bad too. The state of mind is the most important thing," Stella said. "I have a few friends who often go out to the wilderness to live. It's quite an interesting experience. Would you like to go with me next time?" Jasper asked. Stella opened her eyes and nodded thoughtfully, "That sounds nice. You could call me next time, I'll see if I'm free." Jasper raised his smile. "Okay." When Stella saw his usually cold face smiling, she thought that Jasper was quite good-looking according to her aesthetic standard. "It's good to smile more," Stella said. Jasper stopped smiling a
Stella heard the sound of someone jumping into the sea and went to the stern to take a look immediately. She was shocked to see Jasper swimming towards a drowning man. Several images suddenly flashed across her mind. It was a scene of her falling into the sea and drowning, and there was also a person swimming towards her. She seemed to have been shaken to the core, and she felt dizzy for a few seconds. "Stella!" Allen shouted. Stella recovered from her shock and looked at the sea. Jasper couldn't be seen anymore and panic flashed across her eyes. "Where is he?" "He dived to the bottom of the sea. Go and see if there's a lifeboat and lower it to the sea," Allen said. "There should be one at the side of the ship," Stella ran to the side and saw a small lifeboat. She immediately lowered the lifeboat. People's sensitivity towards sound was lower in the sea, but their sensitivity to light was a little higher. Stella immediately turned on
Stella was surprised as she was dragged into Jasper's arms. When she smelled the seawater on his body, her heart started beating faster for some reason. He wasn't her type of man to begin with, so why was she so flustered? "Your hand is injured," Jasper said with a pained expression. "Oh, it's okay. I might have accidentally scratched myself when I was waving the kitchen knife around," Stella explained. "There are a lot of parasites and bacteria in the sea, so it must be cleaned thoroughly. It's not good if it gets infected. Follow me," Jasper dragged Stella to the kitchen, wanting to wash her wound with water. He took a first aid kit, dipped the cotton in some disinfectant, and cleaned her wound. Allen walked over and asked worriedly, "Are you injured?" "It's just a minor injury. It's nothing," Stella said as she looked at Jasper. He applied medicine to her wound attentively and wrapped it three times with gauze, saying, "It's best if yo
All the windows in the steering room were broken, and Jasper's body was covered in glass fragments and blood, so was the floor. He must have been injured when the first cannon hit, and he probably had been holding on till then. In the end, he set the yacht to auto-sail back home before he fainted. Stella's heart ached. Although that man was not good with his words, did not like to talk, and was cold to people, he still had a great sense of responsibility. Gracie was also in the steering room, whining as its master was injured. Stella didn't have time to hesitate. She ran back to the back of the yacht and took the first aid kit on top of the refrigerator. "Stella, did something happen to Black?" Allen asked worriedly. "He is seriously injured. I'm going to give him emergency treatment now. Come and help me," Stella said as she immediately ran to the steering room. Three hours later. Jasper woke up. The scene of him in the sea f
Stella arranged a room for Jasper on the first floor after the meal. Gracie was put in the backyard. "Uh, I was in a hurry when I left, so I didn't take your clothes with me. Is there anyone who could send your clothes over?" Stella asked Jasper. "I'll get someone to send them over later," Jasper said in a low voice. "Good, rest well. I'll go to the pet store to buy Gracie's stuff." "I'll go with you," Allen said with a smile. Stella nodded, "Alright. We have to go to the supermarket too, so we should be buying a lot of things." Jasper frowned as he watched them leave. He called someone and said, "Elvis, send my clothes to Stella's." "Chief, are you staying at Madam Grace's house already?" Elvis was pleasantly surprised. "There was an accident. Don't let her see you. Also, send Alissa to another country and make sure that she will never step into this land ever again," Jasper ordered. "Yes, Chief. Good luck," Elvis cheered Jas