NovelOnlineMaja's expression was icy as she faced him.
"It seems you've recognized them. Those guys are your crew. Yesterday at the mall, they tried to snatch my kid." Alan's face turned even paler, attempting to speak and explain, but Maja didn't give him the chance.
A gun was now pressed against his forehead, his body shaking uncontrollably.
Though he had taken lives before, he had never felt as powerless as he did now.
The power that Maja wielded was beyond his imagination, having taken down his base in just one night. Killing him would be as easy as squashing a bug.
His face drained of color, but then he saw someone stop Maja from pulling the trigger.
lan wrestled the gun out of her hand.
"The kid's watching. Let's set a good example. The Sanders family will handle her." The Sanders family? At the mention of those words, Alan felt as though he had been struck by lightning. Could it be the Sanders family of North America? Yes, who else could afford such a luxurious house and dismantle his life overnight? His mouth tasted of blood, filled with regret.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSoon, he was dragged away, but as he passed a certain spot, he saw Stella in the garden, nibbling on cookies.
Stella caught his eye, her eyebrows raised slightly, a smirk playing on her lips.
Alan felt a chill in his heart, suddenly fearing that all of this was her doing.
But Stella was hardly a significant figure within the Sanders family, more of an outsider.
The next moment, Alan's eyes narrowed as he overheard a member of the Sanders family speaking.
"Alan, next tyou decide to mess with someone, maybe do a little research on who they are. Anna was dumb, but why follow in her footsteps?" Alan's face flushed with rage, ready to lunge at them.
Stella, however, turned her attention back to her cookies, quietly enjoying her snack.
"You bitch! Stella, you bitch!" From a distance, Stella could still hear Alan cursing her.
Too bad the soundproofing here was excellent; no one inside would know this had anything to do with her.
Just as she was about to smile, a girl sat down beside her.
The girl, looking adorable, reached for a cookie and started eating.
Stella's demeanor instantly turned sour, wondering how much the girl had overheard.
"Who are you?" She had never seen this girl in the Sanders family. Who was she? Lily, with crumbs around her mouth, looked at Stella for a moment before speaking.
Stella felt her heart sink, realizing she had let her guard down in her moment of triumph over Alan.
She took a deep breath, unsure of the girl's identity, and dared not speak rashly.
But Lily remained calm, not revealing her intentions.
After a tense ten minutes, Stella couldn't hold back any longer.
"Spit it out low much do you to keep this secret? Or is the want something else you want Gontent belongs to english me?" Lily seemed puzzled by the question, blinking a few times.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"What?" et Stella's frustration grew. Was this girl playing dumb? After threatening her, now she was the innocent. to be "I'm asking how much money you want, or if there's something else you're after." Lily took another bite of her cookie.
"Why would you say that? I'm not short on money, my brother provides for me." "Then why threaten me?" Lily looked genuinely confused, taking a while to respond, "I threatened you?" Stella felt a blockage in her heart, frustrated by the girl's apparent innocence.
"Don't play dumb. What do you want?" "More cookies, please. They're delicious." Stella was speechless, unsure of how to respond.
But Lily seemed serious, happily munching on another cookie Stella handed her.
Stella's headache only worsened. Did this foodie have no intention of threatening her at all? Maybe she wanted a stake in the future shares Stella might inherit or something else.
But after another half hour of waiting, Lily didn't speak up.
It didn't matter; there would be other opportunities.
Catching a glimpse of Beck preparing to leave, Stella quickly stood up.
"Beck, wait up for me." Beck paused subconsciously, then hurried away even faster.
Stella chased after him, "Beck, didn't you say I could stay at your place this week?" Beck opened the car door, resignedly.
"Get in."
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