Paid To Care, Destined To Conquer Novel

Chapter 338 Camilla's head snapped up. 55 vouchers Stella strode in, her white shirt casually unbuttoned at the top. She pulled out the chair opposite Camilla and sat down, the tiny mole on her collarbone flickering into view with her movements. She lifted her eyes calmly, her gaze flicking over Camilla's sunglasses. "What's up?" Camilla said, "It's really hard to get a meeting with you." Her tone dripped with sarcasm. Suddenly, Camilla realized Stella wasn't the helpless girl she used to be. In no time at all, Stella flipped Haliville on its head, changing the whole game.

She couldn't help but feel a chill. "I didn't mean it that way." Stella shot her a look, a faint, mocking smile on her lips. Seeing Stella ignore her, Camilla gave an awkward laugh. "So, tonight, your father..." Stella interrupted, her tone flat, "Brantley." Your father... Camilla stammered, catching Stella's cold stare, and quickly changed her words. "Brantley wants you to come home for dinner. Hazel and I... We'd really love to see you..." Before Camilla could finish her words, Stella casually tapped her sunglasses. "Take them off." Camilla was silent. She didn't budge. Stella glanced up.

"Don't make me repeat myself." After a moment, Camilla's hands shook as she took off her sunglasses. Her eye was split open, the bruise ugly and fresh. No way this was just a little accident. She looked skittish, glancing around like a cornered animal, only relaxing when she was sure no one was watching. She forced a smile and gingerly touched her eye. "I just bumped into something." Stella didn't say a word, but she knew everything. It was like every lie Camilla told was laid bare before Stella. Stella asked, "Did he do this to you?" Camilla's composure shattered in that instant. Stella!

Tears sprang to Camilla's eyes as she lunged forward, trying to grab Stella's hand. "Please, I'm begging you. Help me!" But right before Camilla could touch her, Stella coolly moved her hand away, leaving Camilla clutching at 14:27 Tue, Feb 10 M. Chapter 338 thin air. Stella was completely indifferent. "Help you?" : 57 55 vouchers Camilla trembled all over, and her voice was barely above a whisper. "The Morris family... They're divorcing Vera, and they beat Brantley up." Stella let out a dry laugh, her lashes lowering as boredom flickered in her eyes. "Boring.

What do you want?" If you don't show up tonight, I will die! Camilla sobbed, looking absolutely pitiful. "Vera's got a gun. She's waving it around and threatening me. She's totally lost it, keeps screaming it's all your fault!" She cried and pleaded for ages, but when she finally looked up, Stella was still sitting there, indifferent. Noticing Camilla's gaze, Stella unhurriedly pulled a tissue from the table and handed it over. "Is that really all?" What? Camilla paused, confused as she wiped her tears. Stella's eyes were cold.

"Brantley's already informed the boss in Jaffina, hasn't he?" Camilla was stunned. She jumped to her feet, sending her coffee cup flying. Camilla blurted out, "You..." Everyone in the café turned to look. Stella tapped her fingers on the table, snapping Camilla out of her shock. Camilla sat back down, eyes still flickering with panic, when Stella's laid-back voice cut through the tension. She said, "Vera's gun was from that big shot in Jaffina. I don't know the details, but obviously, they want Brantley and Vera to do their dirty work and kill me.

In exchange, they'll bail them out of their mess. Am I right?" Camilla was stunned. Like someone dumped a bucket of ice water over her, Camilla went cold from head to toe. She was scared of her wits. She wondered, 'How could Stella possibly know all this?' Stella gave a faint, mocking smile. "Camilla, you really are so dumb." Camilla stammered, "What are you talking about?" She still felt chills running down her spine. Stella's expression didn't change. "Seriously, you still haven't figured it out? Why do you think they sent you to 14:27 Tue, Feb 10 M ...

Chapter 338 invite me today?" Camilla was confused. : 57 B 55 vouchers Just then, a waiter came over to wipe up the spilled coffee. The two sat in tense silence for nearly a minute. As soon as the waiter left, Camilla asked in a panic, "What do you mean?" Stella lifted her gaze slowly and said, "It means Brantley and Vera want you to be their scapegoat, the one who gets blamed for my murder." Camilla's eyes went wide in shock. Her pupils shrank in shock. No way! You're making this up! Camilla's voice trembled. "Impossible. There's no way they'd do that." Stella snorted.

"Believe me, you're the perfect scapegoat." Camilla was stunned. You don't buy it? Stella leaned back, lazily pointing at the car outside. "Is that your car?" Camilla just nodded. Let's go, Stella said, getting to her feet. "Let's go check it out." Camilla was confused. Outside the café, Stella popped the hood with one hand. "Know what this is?" she asked, surprisingly patient as she pointed at a specific part under the hood. Camilla, clueless about cars, looked totally lost. Stella said, "Someone messed with your brake line." No way!

Camilla blurted out, giving Stella a look that said she didn't believe a word of it. Stella didn't bother arguing. She just sent Camilla the short video Sebastian had shown her earlier, clear footage of someone tampering with her brake line. "Call the dealership to tow your car. They'll check it out, and you'll see for yourself." Camilla was stunned. Half an hour later, at the dealership. The brake line is seriously worn out. Did a rat chew through it or something? the mechanic asked, frowning as he took off his gloves.

Thinking about how she'd been driving around like that, Camilla nearly collapsed. "Is it really that dangerous?" 14:27 Tue, Feb 10 M... Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.