Billionaire’s Pampered Wife

Stella turned to look at Table 15. It was empty. They were already gone.

Stella smiled, “Did he pay the bill with a mobile app or cash?”

“With a mobile app,” The waiter replied.

“Return the money to him through the app. I don’t need him to foot my bill,” Stella said softly.

“Got it,” The waiter poured the red wine for them dutifully and stood by the side.

“Stella, since you’re so rich, why did you even join our team?” Alissa asked in a daze.

“I didn’t join the team for money,” Stella picked up the stem of her wine glass, tipped it elegantly, and took a sip.

“What’s the reason then?” Alissa asked curiously.

Stella shrugged. She did not want to tell her the reason.

“I heard that you could know someone through psychology. Could you say what you know about me?” Alissa said, with the corner of her mouth raised, a confident gleam in her eyes.

Stella glanced at Alissa and said. “Your parents are divorced. They have both remarried since, each with their own children. You excelled in your studies. You were one of the top students in the class, but you were hated by your classmates. You thought that your family was the reason for it, so you started to hate them. Your hatred grew so much that you wanted to wreck your family, which was why you seduced your stepfather but you were eventually kicked out of the house by your own mother.”

Alissa was stunned with her eyes wide with disbelief. She said with incredulity, “How did you know all about this? I’ve never told anyone about it, and the information on my portfolio is fake too. Could it be that you could read people’s minds?”

Stella brushed her hair and said, “I mean no harm. If you don’t want me to continue, I could stop.”

Alissa gulped down the wine in her glass and said, “I don’t want to hear it anymore.”

The atmosphere turned awkward all of a sudden.

“Stella, could you tell us how you did it?” Ray asked curiously.

“We often say that our personality determines our success or failure. That’s because our personality determines our behavior, which leads to the end results. Adding in other details, expressions, and physiological reactions, it helps me to understand an individual more,” Stella shared generously with them, seeing that they were curious.

“I would need to learn more from you then. It’ll help me find out who’s the murderer,” Ray said with a smile.

“I’m happy to,” Stella replied.

Edwin raised his hand and said eagerly, “I would also like to learn. I find it interesting and I have always liked psychology, so I’ve been paying some interest to it.”

“Sure.”

“Is there anyone that you couldn’t seem to understand or grasp?” Hogward asked curiously.

“Of course. Some are good at controlling their behavior, emotions, and expressions. To me, they’re like the deep blue sea, able to imagine but unable to comprehend,” Stella explained.

“Have you ever met such a person?” Alissa asked curiously.

Stella paused, “I have a memory about it, but I forgot most of the specifics.”

Shortly after, three pieces of King Crab that were cut into six portions were served to the table. Each person had a plate of sauce, which consisted of six different flavors.

“Wow, it looks pretty good,” Edwin licked his lips.

“Let’s eat. Please help yourself,” Stella said.

Everyone took half a piece, peeled off the shell, and took a bite of the white and tender flesh dipped with sauce. “It’s so delicious.”

“Could you treat us again when we eat here next time?” Alissa asked while she ate.

Edwin interjected before Stella could reply, “There’s five of us in the team. We should take turns to treat the team. So, it’s your turn next time.”

“Why me? Stella has the most money. What’s wrong with asking her to pay for it?” Alissa said presumptuously.

“Bill Gates is richer. Why don’t you ask him to treat you then?” Edwin said without holding back.

“Why are you so worked up? Did I ask you to treat me? Stella hasn’t even spoken a word yet. Why are you in such a hurry? Are you off to reincarnate into your next life?” Alissa huffed.

Edwin turned red, “I just don’t like how you bully people.”

“Did I bully you? You four-eyed boy better not mess with me, or I’ll beat you up,” Alissa raised her fist.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Hey, we’re all colleagues, we are one team,” Hogward said in a low and calm voice.

“Thank God that I’m in good mood today, and I’ll let this matter slide. By the way, Hogward, how much money will you get from the contract that you signed?” Alissa pried.

Hogward looked at Alissa and said flatly, “How much is your rate?”

“It’s not much. I just don’t want to be a mercenary anymore, so Vann promised to get rid of my criminal record,” Alissa said.

Stella chuckled.

“What are you laughing at?” Alissa looked at Stella with displeasure in her eyes.

“Your gaze is drifting away and your nostrils are subconsciously contracting. It’s an indication that you’re lying,” Stella said lightly.

Alissa said unhappily, “Don’t think that you’re amazing just because you learned psychology.”

“I don’t think that you’re an honest person. If you’re not honest yourself, what rights do you have to dictate others to tell you the truth?” Edwin said bluntly.

“Did any of you said it? No, am I right?” Alissa glowered at everyone, and she broke off one of the legs of the king crab in a bid to vent out her anger. She then turned to look at Stella, “You haven’t said if you’re going to treat us the next time.”

“It’s better to talk about it when the time comes,” Stella said nonchalantly, raised her glass, gestured to Alissa, and took a sip.

There was a pile of shells on the table when everyone was done with their portion of the king crab. The waiter came over and cleaned them away.

Alissa still had half of a king crab left on her plate and she was enjoying it to her heart’s content.

The waiter then served the sashimi and the roasted oysters.

Ray asked curiously, “This isn’t just raw oyster, right? What is it?”

“Have a taste. If you like it, you could always order more,” Stella suggested.

Ray took one and had a bite, “Wow, it’s succulent. How is it made? It’s as if the oyster is wrapped with something fragrantly sweet and sticky yet has a delectable texture to it. It tastes superb. I’ve got no words for it and I’ve never tasted something like this before.”

Everyone else took one.

When Alissa heard what they said, she took one hurriedly and sipped its juice.

“What a refreshing taste. I’ve heard before that the people of A Country pay lots of attention to their food, and countries rich with oysters will specifically invite the people of A Country to taste them. It’s too delicious,” Ray sighed with satisfaction.

“I often watch a program that talks about the delicacies of A Country, and my appetite would always grow bigger every time I watch it. I’ve always wanted to go to A Country,” Edwin said happily.

“There is indeed a lot of food in A Country, but you wouldn’t want to eat some of them when you hear their names,” Stella chuckled.

“What is it?” Hogward’s curiosity was piqued.

“For example, a newborn mouse, uncooked,” Stella said.

“I had one in training camp before. It smells bad and it definitely doesn’t taste nice,” Hogward frowned and said.

“There are also fried and pickled worms,” Stella continued.

Alissa covered her mouth and said, “You’d better stop talking. I’m going to throw up.”

She had eaten too much, and she could feel her tummy getting unwell. She ran to the bathroom and threw up.

“She dug her own grave by eating so much. It wouldn’t be strange if she died from overstuffing food down her throat,” Edwin said hatefully.