He rolled down the window and called out, "Ms. Saun." Jaylene lifted her head and met his gaze.Then, she noticed the Toyota Corolla he was driving, worth over a hundred thousand. She furrowed her brows slightly and asked, "Why did you come in this car?"Larry Bard explained, "This is my own car. Ms. Hall is resting today, so I didn't use her car."Jaylene felt somewhat disdainful, but in the end, she didn't say anything. She put away her phone, opened the back door, and got in.The car was neatly organized inside. Though a bit cramped, the comfort level was just acceptable to her. There was also a car perfume inside. It was their company’s product; one that was not considered cheap. Among this series of car perfumes, it was her favorite.She couldn't help but size up Larry. Could this poor-looking guy afford it?It must have been a gift from Stella Hall, that hypocritical woman, trying to win people's hearts. With this thought, she labeled Stella as "hypocritical" once again.L
The car arrived promptly at the club Jaylene had mentioned. As she stepped out of the car, Larry called out, "Ms. Saun."Jaylene glanced at him.Larry pressed his lips together before inquiring, "Do you need me to stick around?"Jaylene unfastened her seatbelt and responded calmly, "No, you can go." Then, after a brief pause, she retrieved her wallet, extracted some cash, and handed it to Larry, "For the ride."Larry was taken aback and promptly declined, "Ms. Saun, I didn't drive you here for this—""I know," Jaylene cut in, her tone carrying malice, "but I don't like being indebted to anyone. If you feel uneasy," she continued with a sneer, "then help me give Stella a piece of my mind. I've had enough of her."With that, she let out a cold laugh, tossed the money onto the seat, and exited the car.Larry watched her depart, his expression betraying a hint of complexity, until his phone rang, snapping him back to reality. He answered the call, lowering his voice, "Hello."Joe E
Are kids these days all so clueless? How many times did he need to explain it for him to believe it?Joe kept on talking, spouting a load of nonsense, all rainbows and butterflies. Keegan couldn't be bothered and just asked him what he wanted.Joe rang him up and started babbling on and on, "Bro, Stella's fan club still hasn't been set up. Hasn't 'Motives for Murder' been a bit low on popularity lately? I want to get the fan club going now. Remember what happened at Sunlight Kindergarten? She got slammed all over the internet, but there wasn't a proper fan club to have her back. She couldn't even clear things up properly on her own. Once we've got the fan club going, anyone who dares to mess with her online, we'll shut them down!"Keegan suddenly realized that his wife was pretty popular with the younger crowd. First, there was Leighton Hall, now Joe. Joe had brought him into the fan group, and there were quite a few young guys and girls, calling each other ‘darling’ and ‘honey’ all
Keegan spoke in a relaxed tone, "I prioritized my studies, gaining the ability to control my own life before delving into celebrity fandom. "What about you? At your age, you still rely on your parents for everything. Even if they can afford your star-craze pursuits, what will your position be when you finally share the stage with your idol? "Her starlight shouldn't just dazzle your eyes; it should also illuminate your path forward. Do you intend to lose yourself in her glow, or do you aspire to shine together under the same sky?"Joe was taken aback. No one had ever spoken to him like this before. With an accomplished elder brother at home, he had simply been expected to live happily on his own terms. His family didn't mind his lavish spending on celebrity pursuits, and although they had commented on his grades, the path laid out for him was to graduate, pursue a master's degree abroad, and return to the family business with a prestigious education.But a degree obtained through
Jaylene was absent from work for a full two days.That evening, Stella received a detailed account of the day's events from Aldor Hart. As for why Keegan didn't inform her, in his words: being too nosy might undermine his authority as the managing director.However, Aldor remarked, "The gossip is too juicy; I doubt she can even face herself."Aldor showed remarkable insight. He mentioned Aaron Depp, specifically Aaron's appearance, and remarked, "Mr. Depp's eyes bear a striking resemblance to Mr. Kane’s."Indeed, it was like a plot from a substitute literature.It was no wonder she didn't fancy any of the three Keegan look-alikes; the closer the resemblance, the greater the control.Based on the amount of time Jaylene and Aaron had known each other, it could be seen that she had been playing this game ever since Stella and Keegan's first marriage.The thought of her loved one being coveted by someone for so many years made Stella feel inexplicably nauseous. Moreover, during the
Refined hypocrite... Oh, no, Keegan called her name, asking why she didn’t talk to him at the table today.Stella thought to herself, 'I didn't talk to you, and you didn't talk to me either, did you?’ She was the one who said that she was going to ignore him during the argument. If she were to break the silence first, how embarrassing would that be? She held her phone, opened the recording function, and said, 'Wait, let me take a video. The boss said that if I share a video of you wearing the glasses on Twitter, it will get me an extra year of warranty and a free replacement for a year.”With glasses costing tens of thousands, it would be a pain if they were to break.As she spoke, she began recording. Suddenly, Keegan got up from his chair and took steps forward, pressing her against the bookshelf. He gently took her phone and casually leaned it against the bookshelf.With his glasses on, the light reflected off the lenses, giving him a somewhat cold demeanor. Stella felt inexpl
Stella was taken aback seeing that Marshall Moore was calling her.Since their last disagreement, she hadn't been in touch with Marshall. Plus, the timing was odd–well past one in the morning, which didn't fit Marshall's usual habits.She furrowed her brow but didn't reach for the phone.Keegan glanced at Stella. "Aren't you going to pick up?"Stella tossed him the phone. "No."Keegan nodded approvingly, but still handed the phone back. "Calling at this hour must mean it's urgent. You should take it."Stella remained silent. Keegan wasn't being jealous or passive-aggressive; he genuinely believed it was important.He knew the kidnapping case might be connected to Marshall, but he couldn't ignore Marshall's situation completely. Their childhood friendship meant a lot to him. While he had once advised Stella to steer clear of Marshall, now he couldn't ignore him either.That's why Stella couldn't contain her emotions toward Marshall after learning the truth.Keegan covered her ha
Stella was feeling a bit on edge. On one hand, she was concerned that if Luanna's death was indeed connected to Ricky, the Adam family might exploit that photo to thrust Keegan into the spotlight. Despite their preparations, causing more harm than good wasn't the ideal solution.On the other hand, she couldn't shake the subconscious hope that Marshall could genuinely assist Lina in uncovering the true culprit behind Luanna’s death. The once diligent and ambitious girl shouldn't have vanished from this world in such a mysterious manner.Sensing her unease, Keegan gently rubbed her head, offering reassurance, "When the enemy comes knocking, we'll confront them head-on. Your husband isn't one to be underestimated."Stella sighed and rolled over to hug him.In a hushed tone, she asked, "Are you enduring all of this because you feel guilty about telling Marshall about his aunt looking for Willow Jenning, which led to their car accident?"Keegan fell silent for a moment before softly re