Angelina noticed that Stella’s expression had somehow become a little sad. She wanted to ask her
what was wrong, but she had already arrived at her house then.
When she turned her head, she saw Stella was back to her usual self. “We’ve arrived.”
Angelina thought she had seen it wrongly earlier and shook her head to push the strange thoughts out
of her mind. She said with a smile, “Okay. I’ll go back first. Be safe on the way home!”
Then, the car moved again and drove away.
The driver glanced at Stella in the rearview mirror. “Miss Ella, you seem happy today!”
“Is that so?” Stella looked at him reflexively and smiled.” You can tell.”
“There was a strong smell when you got in the car earlier. Did you go for supper?” The driver wanted to
say she smelled bad, but he rephrased his sentence to something more subtle.
Stella responded, “I had some garlic noodles.”
The driver continued to chat with her. “Is it good? It smells pretty strong. I’ve heard my daughter talk
about it a lot, but it smells too strong, so I don’t like it very much
Stella suddenly looked at him curiously. “Did Weston tell you to chat with me?”
The driver shut up. After a short while, he said embarrassedly, “Am I being too obvious?”
Stella looked at him with a smile but said nothing.
The driver exhaled and said, “I’ve never received such an order before. Mr. Ford told me to pay
attention to your mood and report to him if I noticed you had fun doing something The driver was quite
honest. Stella shook her head and said nothing
The driver added, “Mr. Ford really cares about you.” He reckoned if a man was so concerned about the
woman’s emotions, he must love her a lot. The driver knew about Weston’s affair with Guinevere , but it
was normal for a man to have other lovers outside.
Based on his observation, Weston had never treated Guinevere this way. He did not even bother to
please Guinevere, who was a big star and also a household name. Instead, he loved Stella more.
He felt like she should not be so ignorant of his feelings.
Stella knew these people around her were speaking for
Weston. After all, Weston was the one paying their salary. It was the same for Joan too. Joan might
seem to have her back, but her employer was Weston.
She did not feel secure talking to them, so she did not say much.
When Stella went back to the Stardust Mansion, Weston was still out. It was just Joan and her.
She saw that Joan was still busy, so she ordered, “Joan, go take a break first. If I need anything, I’ll call
you.”
She had learned how to deal with them. She had stopped using a considerate tone but took on a more
commanding one.
As expected, Joan nodded and went to rest.
She was left alone in the villa.
Weston was not home yet, so Stella relaxed a little. She took off her heels and threw them at the
entryway. Then, she went to the bedroom.
A gust of wind came when she opened the door. She smelled the smell of garlic noodles on her body
and frowned. She planned to take a shower first.
When Weston came back, he found no one in the living room.
Joan had gone to rest, and Stella’s shoes were lying around in the entryway.
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