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She was like a chrysanthemum emanating fragrance. She was cool, aloof, and arrogant. But after coming into contact with her, she made people feel relaxed and comfortable. "I'm sorry. If we were just an ordinary family, we would live a happy life with a daughter-in-law like you. But now we can't afford to lose anything." Suzi Shine sighed, turned around, and left. When Stella Grace heard a bang, the sound of the door closing, she burst into tears. As a matter of fact, she had thought about this outcome for a long time ago. The reason why Cinderella could be with her prince was because of her magical gown as well as her unique glass slippers. If Cinderella was just an ordinary peasant and did not a fairy godmother to make her a princess, she would not be able to be meet her prince. However, she still felt a sharp pain in her heart. It was as if a hammer had pierced into her heart and punched open a gaping hole. Only by having too much warmth coul

Stella Grace did not take the towel. "I don't want to get married." "Hmm?" Jasper Milton paused for a while then said, "By the way." He fished out a jewelry box from his pocket, got down on one knee, and opened it to reveal a diamond ring. "Stella, marry me," Jasper implored solemnly. The light from the ceiling fell on his handsome face, encasing him in a charming halo. The diamond ring was also very shiny. Oh, how she wanted to accept it. She clenched her fists and squatted on the ground facing him. Jasper noticed that something was off. "What's wrong?" "Jasper, I think we're moving too fast. One month is not enough time for us to know each other. Also, every time I think of Timmy's death, I feel responsible. I want to help him find the murderer before considering other matters." Jasper's eyes darkened. "Is that it, or is it that you just don't like me?" His question cut straight into her heart. She lowered her head to

A bunch of excuses came to her mind in an instant. For example, she could confess to her fake marriage to Frederick Addington. No matter they believed it or not, this could not change her identity as a married woman. She did not care if her name were to be ruined. She had nothing to lose anyway. She was afraid that it would jeopardize Jasper Milton's career. "We were going to investigate State Mayor Cher's murder covertly. We pretended to be a couple. Jasper found that someone was following us at that time, so he created a false identity for us." Stella said calmly, looking straight at her questioner. "Investigating State Mayor Cher's murder... but why did they ask you to go? Didn't you say that you had nothing to do with him?" "I've always liked to watch Sherlock Holmes since I was a child. My idol is Detective Conan. I'm a doctor and almost chose a career to be a forensic pathologist. We've also had dealings with each other before. He feels t

When Stella Grace awakened, she asked Suzi Shine for the time. A clock was placed on the table. She was acutely aware that she had been imprisoned in the dark little house for seven days. In all that time, she had not uttered a single word. On the morning of the eighth day, she was blindfolded and hurled into an unlicensed van. The van went round and round. She also changed vehicles a few times. After three hours, they finally dropped her off. Stella ripped off her blindfold. The 10 o'clock sunlight was very glaring. She could not open her eyes at all, so she had to close them. She calmed down and slowly tried again. Before her was a fountain in which stood a sculpture of a woman holding a child. Such irony. The trees and grass were emerald green, and the flowers were crimson red. She was still alive. Stella saw that she was near a park. She walked to the roadside and got into a taxi. "Sir,

Frederick squinted at her wounded hand apprehensively. He grabbed and lifted it. "What's wrong with your hand? Where's your pinkie?" Stella Grace calmly withdrew her hand and said, "I paid the price for some mistakes. A pinkie allows me to see reality clearly. It's worth it." "Steven? Zoah? Katty? Who did it?" Frederick Addington guessed. "No matter who did it, what's done is done. I have something to do. I'll contact you later." Stella walked past Frederick and entered the elevator. Frederick saw the elevator door close in front of him, and a look of pain flashed across his shrewd eyes. He and Stella had been married for three years. He had once contemplated every possible means to hurt her, to make her suffer. Her grief gave him a kind of sadistic joy, all because she was Wilson Chuck's daughter. But now, seeing her hurt so badly, he felt extremely angry. He wanted to find that person out, and cut off his ten fingers,