After eating, Stella felt so cozy, which she hadn’t felt so in the past few days.

Seeing that, Clarence asked, “Didn’t the Steward family feed you?”

Stella nestled on the sofa, “I don’t want to have meals with them at the same table. Otherwise, I’m afraid I would get the stomachache.”

In the past few days since she moved into the Steward’s, she basically had breakfast in the studio and went back after dinner.

She felt quite uncomfortable when staying with them in the same house, let alone having meals with them.

It would be worse than putting to death by dismembering the body.

Thinking of that, Stella said, “I love Alisa’s cooking so much. It’s far better than the takeout.”

Clarence said indifferently, “When you moved back, you can eat her dishes every day.”

Stella coughed, knowing what was in the wretched man’s mind. She didn’t follow the same topic. Instead, she said, “By the way, Charles Steward took me to the cemetery today, asking me to worship his late wife...”

“Did you worship her?”

“Nope. Guess whom I met there.”

Clarence asked, “Who?”

Stella answered, “William. What a coincidence. His friend’s graveyard was there as well.”

Clarence echoed casually, “That’s a coincidence truly.”

“I feel that William looks as if he has a lot of secrets.” Stella thought for a moment and then continued, “Since he is a businessman, he should know the current status of Steward Group clearly. But he chose to cooperate with Steward Group at this moment. I guess either he wanted to work with them for the time being to enlarge his company’s market, making Steward Group his stepping stone, or...”

Clarence’s eyes were darkened. Gazing at her, he asked, “Or what?”

Stella shook her head, “Nothing.”

She just had an idea suddenly - William also targeted Charles Steward.

For some reason, she also sensed that he might have something to do with Daniel.

next second, she felt her

with his fingers, “Have you done your job? Why are you

Then she wanted to send him away, “You should go

you still want to continue with

I have the inspiration, usually I won’t

your inspiration more

Clarence pulled her into

he whispered, “Don’t move. Sleep with me for a

heard the unconcealed tiredness

pressed her lips and decide

be much

moment as

almost fell asleep, Clarence’s voice rang out again, “If you are free in recent two days, you can tentatively ask Charles Steward about one

to do something important, so she

be if I moved in the Steward’s and

Stella was speechless.

wretched man’s skull to see what was in

beaten to death is pretty high. Mr. Conrad, if you don’t believe it, just

“So miserable?”

expect that Charles Steward will invite you

with his black eyes, slightly raising his eyebrows, “When

talking about something that she

her eyes,

didn’t

that her waist was

They slept rarely soundly.

...

door of the studio, she saw the female employees were waiting at the door. They hesitated but didn’t

Didn’t you

A girl pulled her to stop

and gaped.

You haven’t had breakfast yet, have you? Go grab something to eat. It’s

girls were gone, Sherry immediately pulled out

forgotten to take it out. Besides, she

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