The Steward’s house.

When Stella was about to go upstairs, Phoebe stopped her.

Stella looked back, “What’s the matter?”

“Ms. Radomil, I just want to remind you - Clarence casts covetous eyes on our Steward family. Since you believe you are one of our family, you’d better keep your distance from him.”

Upon hearing it, Stella was amused, “Ms. Steward, have you changed your approach?”

Phoebe said in a cold tone, “Listen or not, it’s up to you. If Dad knows it, he wouldn’t be happy.”

“Ms. Steward, I guess you might have misunderstood something,” Stella stood on the steps and said calmly, “I moved into the Steward’s because I want to get what I’m supposed to have. As for whom I’m with, it’s my own decision. I don’t need to listen to nobody else.”

“Ms. Radomil, before you moved in, I’ve told you. Since you are now staying in the Steward’s, you must obey our rules. It seems that you thought I was kidding with you.”

Stella retorted, “Who have made the rules? Ms. Steward, was it you? Or do you think what kind of identity made me move in the Steward’s?”

Phoebe looked annoyed, wondering if Stella implied that she didn’t have the right to make the rules in the Steward family.

Stella continued, “Since we don’t like each other, we don’t need to speak to each other when it’s unnecessary, and neither shall we fake caring or greeting. It will avoid us from a lot of trouble. Ms. Steward, what do you think?”

Phoebe sneered, “I hope you can be so self-confident in the contest as well.”

“Certainly.”

After finishing her words, Stella walked upstairs without looking back.

Watching her leave, Phoebe sneered. When she withdrew her gaze, she saw Charles standing not far away.

asked, “Dad, have you overheard

Charles hummed, “Come over.”

you hate her a lot, but you must tolerate it. When the right

understand, “Is it because Mr.

squinted, “The time hasn’t come yet. You’ll understand it in the

involve in the matter of the

“I got it.”

of people were watching her now. How could she do something by

hated Stella. Even if she didn’t do anything, others

...

a blink, a week

the end product and sent over the jewelry

she arrived at the door, she saw a group of designers bitching about

charge of this contest? Not to mention those requirements, we’re required to submit the end products according to the deadline and can’t be early or late.

sponsor. They made the rules. We don’t have any right to

us at all. We’re here

became louder

that a cabinet was placed outside the locked

out the number of cells was the

for a moment and said in a low voice, “We are supposed to put our end products

most designers looked

them agreed

designers here were older and more

join the contest because they signed up and were filtered. However, Stella received

Nobody would feel balanced.

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