When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1733 Why Are You Calling Me

Stella had thought that after Cecilia lost her memory, she would be as easy to manipulate as before. But to her surprise, she was no longer falling for Stella's tricks.

Once again, she was asked to leave, her mood plummeting to an all-time low.

She had just settled into the car, ready to instruct the driver to pull away, when she spotted Cassandra standing not too far off.

She put on her sunglasses and mask, then walked toward Cassandra.

"Ms. Evans, why are you standing here all by yourself?"

Cassandra was startled.

She turned around and glared at her intensely. "Why does it matter to you where I am? The real question is, what are you doing here?"

Stella swallowed her frustration and told Cassandra about how she secured a spokesperson role, only for everything to fall apart afterward.

She had expected Cassandra to offer some comfort, but instead, Cassandra sneered at her, "You're truly hopeless. If I were in your shoes, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

No matter how much Stella tried to hold back, she was irked at that moment.

"Even if I'm flawed, at least I was never manipulated by a man. I was always the one manipulating others."

"You!" Cassandra was about to give Stella a piece of her mind when she suddenly remembered that she had important matters to attend to that day, so she held herself back. "I don't have time to chit-chat with you here. Cecilia will soon take over Jamieson Group. When she recalls what happened last year, you'd better pray for yourself."

Stella had been quite pleased with herself for having the upper hand in their verbal exchange. However, when she heard Cassandra's following words, her expression changed instantly.

She returned to the car, filled with unease.

Ever since Cecilia was found, Stella hadn't had a good night's sleep. She kept

having nightmares where Cecilia exposed everything to Nathaniel, and Nathaniel and Zachary made her life miserable.

"Let's go home," Stella instructed the driver.

The driver immediately drove off.

Throughout her journey, Stella couldn't stop thinking about Cassandra's words. She was filled with fear, having already endured days that felt worse than death, and she didn't want to experience that again.

As the car continued its journey, Stella suddenly felt an inexplicable impulse and asked the driver to turn back.

That afternoon, she lingered outside the entrance of Jamieson Group, with a vague sense that something was about to unfold.

As Stella had anticipated, around four in the afternoon, Cecilia, here assistant, and her secretary stepped out of the office, appearing to be heading off to discuss some kind of collaboration. noveldrama

"Follow them," Stella instructed the driver to follow behind Cecilia's car.

A long-time customer wanted to discuss an order with Cecilia.

Without much hesitation, Cecilia headed over with her assistant and secretary, with her bodyguards trailing behind her.

Upon reaching the agreed-upon restaurant, they made their way to the private

room.

In the expansive private room, there was an unusual tranquility, with no customers coming in.

Cecilia was in a state of confusion when a group of people suddenly burst into the room. Before anyone could react, she had already fainted.

At the entrance, Stella spotted Cassandra's car.

"What's going on?" Stella pulled out her phone to call Cassandra.

Cassandra answered the call and snapped, "Why are you calling me? I'm quite

busy at the moment. Let's talk when I have some free time."

No sooner had the words been spoken than the other party hung up the phone impatiently.

Stella took everything in, snapped a picture with her phone, and saved the cal log between the two

evidence. She thought it might come in handy in the future.