Chapter 2092

No sooner had she hung up with Dave than she heard a noise outside.

Continuing her chat, she wandered over to open the door.

And there, like a scene straight out of a movie, stood Beck, a cigarette dangling from his lips, its smoke weaving mysteries around him. What was he thinking?

Stella froze, words deserting her, baffled by his sudden appearance.

"Beck..."

She ended the call.

Beck extinguished his cigarette, his gaze making a slow tour of her.

Stella's back was slick with nervous sweat, wondering if he had caught that last bit of her conversation.

After what felt like an eternity, Beck finally turned to leave, "Maja wanted to see you. She's on the afternoon flight."

Stella's mouth opened and closed, still at a loss for words, but she followed him.

Arriving at Beck's mansion, Stella realized the guest was Maja, not one of Beck's girlfriends as she had feared.

Entering the living room, she saw Maja engrossed in a video game, an idle controller suggesting Beck had been playing too.

up

need

glanced at Beck, but he was already

garden, where a servant

yet Stella felt uneasy, not

delicately spooned up

startled when a pair of scissors was pressed

don't you? I'm about to arrange some fresh cuts. See those vases? They're

never indulged in such a

the scissors, she was

wasn't in a hurry; she genuinely wanted to arrange

do this but knew Beck would probably disapprove. Now, she was

cutting flowers

about flower arranging, found herself enjoying the task, her

as

her vase.

filled with a wild assortment

Stella continued arranging her flowers, Maja

was involved in my child's kidnapping. Someone texted Anna, and it seems the hacker might have ties with Fitch, Beck let it go for Fitch's sake, but it reminds me of when we first met, and Anna

nearly dropping

her flowers as

it

spike, at

hands sweaty, fixated on the beautifully

the Sanders family's influence to deal with Anna, disregarding my child's

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