The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 1245

"That was a brilliant move, Star. How did you even find that guy?"

"He was mentioned in the files Harland sent me," Stella replied.

Antoney paused. Stella had shared the files with him, but he had no memory of this person. His memory was excellent, so for him to not recall the name meant the man must have been a mere footnote. How many times must Stella have gone over those files to find such an obscure individual and use him so perfectly?

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**The Lerman Estate.**

The night was pitch-black, and the room was unlit. Only a sliver of moonlight filtered through the window, reflecting in the eyes of the man sitting in a wheelchair. Harland listened as his assistant delivered a report.

"I didn't expect Stella to be so resourceful," Harland said with a faint smile. "To think she found him... Leonard never would have dreamed he'd be brought down by such a minor player."

now, sir?" the assistant asked. "Do

capability," Harland replied. "To remain idle any longer would show a lack of sincerity." He smiled. "It's time

assistant was about to respond, his gaze shot to the

other side. "It's me,

his assistant, who nodded and

light switch and carried the tray inside. "Sir, I made you this medicinal soup myself. I

with the distinct smell

you alright?" Abby asked with concern. "Did you catch a chill? Here, have some

but... I don't usually eat this late," Harland

sir, I simmered it all day! Please, just have one taste," Abby

begging, Harland finally relented and took a small sip. He immediately spat

pained expression, Abby panicked, "Sir, what's wrong? Could it be... that assistant poisoned you?

*I have no quarrel with Stella,* he