Paid To Care, Destined To Conquer Novel

Chapter 459 Never Hand It Over to Allan In the police station, Allan was giving his statement. In the outer room, Tallulah's face flushed and paled by turns as she stared wide-eyed at the officer's phone. She never imagined that the moment she walked into Allan's room, it had all turned into a public livestream, with anyone who had a phone signal watching her entire "performance." She was drenched in cold sweat. "I want to call my lawyer." Tallulah clammed up, refusing to say another word until her attorney arrived. "You really should," the officer replied.

Stella sauntered in, trailed by a team of elite attorneys from Harmony Law Firm. She reached out, dragged the wooden chair opposite Tallulah with a loud screech, and sat down facing her. Tallulah shot Stella a frosty glare. She wished she could just devour Stella alive on the spot. As the two women locked eyes, Mortimer took a call, then leaned in and murmured, "Ms. Carter..." He whispered in her ear. Mortimer kept glancing up at Tallulah, making her even more uneasy. Fortunately, he soon turned and walked away. "Falsely accusing and framing someone?

That's a minimum three-year sentence," Stella said with a faint smile, her gaze intense. Stella smiled lightly, but her eyes were dark and unreadable. "Ha, at worst, it's just attempted," Tallulah sneered. Tallulah let out a cold, mocking laugh. Stella raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?" The next second, Tallulah shot up from her chair, the handcuffs clanging loudly. "Sit down!" the female officer barked. The female officer beside her barked a warning. "Are you out of your mind? Why did you bring Galatea here?" Tallulah's eyes went wide as she watched Mortimer wheel Galatea in from outside.

Galatea sat in her wheelchair, her expression blank and vacant, and just like the rumors said, she looked every bit like she had dementia. "And what if..." Stella leaned back, letting her whole weight sink into the chair. "We throw poisoning into the mix?" "You..." Tallulah instinctively took a step back, knocking over the chair behind her. There came a bang. Everyone was startled. The door was thrown open from the outside. Matthias barged in with the Reed Group's lawyers.

Before Tallulah could even process what was happening, her husband was already storming over to Stella, demanding, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Stella didn't even look at him. She just raised her hand, and her lawyer quickly handed her something from his briefcase. "Lab results show Galatea's system is saturated with long-term mind-altering drugs. "With her slow metabolism, taken day after day, they ve danged her nervous system. And this..." 1/4 Successfully unlocked! Chapter 459 Never Hand It Over to Allan She lazily passed the document to the female officer beside her.

"That's why Galatea has been acting like she has dementia all this time," Stella said. Tallulah stood there, frozen in disbelief. Matthias's breathing grew heavy, and the lawyer behind him looked genuinely stunned. There was no way he was faking it. The female officer couldn't say a word. She reached out and took the document. She flipped through the document several times, then suddenly gasped and hurried into the back room. Only then did Stella lift her gaze to Matthias. "Now things are getting interesting." She just shrugged it off, like it was nothing.

"Here's a headline for the press: 'Reed Group Takes Another Blow After Lab 709 Contract Fallout.' I already did the reporters a favor," Stella said. Matthias clenched his fists tightly. "We've never had any bad blood between us. Why are you pushing things this far?" Matthias protested. But before he could finish, Stella cut him off, her impatience clear. "Cut the nonsense. If you're going to talk, make it count." Matthias could only stare, speechless. In all his years, he had never met anyone this hard to deal with. Stella said, "So, Mr.

Reed, I hear you managed to pull together some support and keep Reed Group's stock price from tanking, for now. But just imagine if something else hit you right now." "Enough!" Matthias snapped, breathing hard like he'd just run a marathon. "Ms. Carter, let's cut to the chase. Even if Reed Group goes down with me, I'll never hand it over to Allan!" Stella cast her eyes down. She gave a quiet chuckle. Her face, though, remained completely indifferent. "Good," she said, tilting her head a little. "Did you catch that?" ***** Allan stood there, having just finished his statement.

No one could tell how much he had overheard, his entire figure swallowed by darkness. Stella stood up. "You two can keep talking it out and decide who's going to take the blame for the poisoning. As for Reed Group..." She arched a brow, her voice cold and sharp. "Let's see who's left standing when the dust settles." Outside the police station, Allan, who was pushing Galatea's wheelchair, called out to her, "Stella!" He paused, words on the tip of his tongue but left unsaid. Stella shot him a look.

"Galatea's nerves are so badly damaged that it's way past the point of an easy fix," Stella said quietly. Allan's gaze darkened at her words, but in the very next moment, he and Stella spoke at the same time. Allan asked, "Is it irreversible?" while Stella said, "Give me six months." For a moment, neither of them said a word. Stella paused. "Irreversible? What are you talking about?" At the same time, Allan said, "Six months? What do you mean?" 211 Chapter 459 Never Hand It Over to Allan Allan was stunned. Then both of them fell silent. She arched a brow. "Six months.

I'll have Galatea back to normal. Is that really so hard to understand?" Allan was stunned. 'It's not hard to understand. Not at all!' he thought. "Thanks," Allan said, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he ducked his head. "I know it sounds kind of sappy, but honestly, meeting you was one of the best things that ever happened to me." 'Yeah, that's pretty sappy, Stella thought. She gave a slight nod, her way of acknowledging him. "To take on Nova Group, Matthias will stop at nothing to pull others into the game.

"With Nova Group's influence, nobody in Clusia would be stupid enough to go head-to-head with them, so he'll turn to foreign investors and trade Reed Group shares for their support," Stella said. She didn't even blink, already mapping out Matthias's entire game plan in her head. "He's got nowhere left to run," Stella added, her gaze lingering on Allan. Stella shot Allan a meaningful look, and he understood instantly. Their silent understanding said everything. "I'm heading out," Stella said. With that, she turned and walked off, her movements relaxed and unconcerned. "Where are you going?

Let me give you a ride home!" Allan called after her, sounding a bit anxious. Stella didn't even glance back. "No thanks. I'm heading to Bar Street." 'Wait, what? Bar Street?!' Allan thought, completely stunned. ***** On the Bar Street in Jaffina, Stella strode forward, cool and collected, with three elders trailing after her, each radiating that mystical, otherworldly vibe. Wherever they passed, people scrambled out of the way and bowed in fear, not daring to make a sound. "Young Sovereign, look!

This is the territory the five old Young Sovereigns carved out for you!" Halcyon announced, putting on all the drama. Stella just cast him a casual glance. "Sorry, my fault!" Halcyon fidgeted with his old hands, quick to admit his mistake. Jareth stroked his silver beard. "Young Sovereign, they're right inside. Take a look..." Stella was about to push the door open and head into the bar, but then she paused. "Eh, forget it. Let him enjoy himself tonight.

Just put it all on my tab." "So, Young Sovereign, where will you be staying tonight?" Jareth finally asked, voicing the question on everyone's mind. "Set up a room for me tonight. And have Joey meet me first thing in the morning," Stella replied. The three elders exchanged glances. "You got it!" Ten minutes later, Stella walked into a room straight out of a princess fantasy, with pink and white lace everywhere, a massive indoor slide, and even the giant teddy bear in the corner had been painted bubblegum pink. Jareth tried to play it cool.

"Young Sovereign, we put all this together just for you after we got back!" Halcyon chimed in, "Pretty amazing, right?" Dashiell's eyes were practically glowing with excitement. Three pairs of eyes locked onto her, practically sparkling with anticipation. 211 Chapter 459 Never Hand It Over to Allan Stella just stared back at the three hopeful old guys, left completely speechless for a long moment. 口 Subscribed Editorial Board Editorial Board Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.