On the way back to her studio, Stella walked quite carefully. Her intuition told her that someone was falling her all the way.

Fortunately, it was the daytime, and the person wasn’t so bold. Hence, she was only followed instead of getting any other harm.

After something happened to her studio and Channing, Stella became more alert than she used to be.

As soon as she arrived at the studio, she informead Channing, Sherry, and the two employees, asking them to be careful recently and better not to go out alone.

Upon hearing it, Sherry couldn’t help but cursed, “It must be Phoebe Steward again! That bitch is so hypocritical and disgusting! After such an incident, she still wants to harm you. Phew!”

Stella said, “No matter who’s behind it, he or she must have an evil intention. We all must be careful.”

After finishing her words, Stella turned around, only to find that Channing was frowning slightly and looking quite angry.

She asked, “Chan, what are you thinking about?”

Channing was bought back to his senses by her question, “Nothing. Stella, you should tell me if you want to go out from now on. I’ll accompany you.”

Stella smiled, “All right. It’s not that exaggerating. As long as we pay some attention, your school is open soon, and you should be careful as well. I don’t hope the thing last time would happen again.”

Channing didn’t speak. His thin lips parted a bit, but he didn’t utter any word.

In the evening, when Stella was about to close the studio door, Sherry poked her with her own elbow, “Stella, please leave the rest to me. The capitalist is here to pick you up.”

Stella was speechless.

She looked back, only to find the familiar Rolls-Royce was parked at the door of the studio.

Stella coughed, “Just ignore him.”

Sherry said, “You don’t need to be so polite to me. Hurry up and go. You have the guts to make him wait, but I don’t.”

Stella was pushed and dragged by Sherry out of the studio.

the door of the car open, Clarence was on the phone. He turned to cast her a glance, hinting at her

out her cell phone, starting to play a

dozen minutes, Clarence hung up the phone. He asked, “What

not so picky

raised his eyebrows, driving

pulled over in

on the second floor. They heard noises from the box next door. Stella paused her steps and

a woman with a pale face ran out of the box. She couldn’t have the time to find the garbage can before vomiting at the

at drinking or not? If not, don’t

you talking about? What a waste if you only ask such a pretty woman to

out some teasing laughter

It sounded quite disgusting.

vomiting, the woman leaned against the door weakly. Even she knew the men in the whole box looked down upon her and even had some nasty intentions on her, she had

still too early.

box. Clarence said, “What’s so fun about the scene? They are just a

at him,

are working for Steward Group.” Clarence lowered his head to check the time on his

“Let’s eat here.”

dinner, Stella

asked, “Don’t you like

are

unhappy, “Then, don’t you

said crossly, “Mr. Conrad, can you keep

have dinner with him, she could go home directly.

a thought, she put down the tableware in

“Leave your bag

“I’m not escaping.”

her bag to the restaurant, either. She was just

purposely paused for a few seconds, only

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