Billionaire’s Pampered Wife

Stella went back to have lunch at noon after she was done treating the patients in the morning.

Allen had prepared chicken wings, steak, tomato soup, fish fillets, and salad.

“Did you make all this?” Stella asked curiously.

“Is it weird? I had nothing to do in the morning anyway. This way, you could at least eat immediately once you’re back,” Allen said with a smile.

“Just looking at the dishes on this table makes me hungry. I’ll have a taste first,” Stella pinched a chicken wing with her hand and took a bite. “Wow, it’s delicious.”

“Please wash your hands first,” Allen said.

“Yes, sir,” Stella gobbled down the chicken wing in a few bites, went to wash her hands, and came back.

Allen brought the tableware and cutlery out and said, “I wanted to make pork ribs, but I was worried that I might screw it up since I’ve never cooked it before.”

Stella smiled and said, “I’ll teach you all my specialties when I’m free. You could open a restaurant and be a chef once you’ve learned all of them.”

Allen picked up a piece of lettuce from the salad and gave it to Stella. “I only want to be your personal chef.”

Stella did not respond to his words and continued to eat.

“How was work in the morning? Did it go well?” Allen asked.

“It went well. This patient of mine had obsessive-compulsive disorder. He got much better after receiving treatment for few times. So, I don’t think he needs to come next week. After all, my fees are not cheap,” Stella said with a smile.

“My girlfriend is so capable. I’m a lucky man,” Allen said.

“I have a patient in the afternoon, so I will be a tad bit late,” Stella said.

“Will you come back for dinner tonight?” Allen asked.

“Of course. No matter how tired I am, eating a meal at home will always make my fatigue disappear. What’s more, a prince from a fairy tale is cooking for me too,” Stella said teasingly.

“You’re right. I want to live in a fairy tale world with you since the ending of every fairy tale is that the prince and the princess live happily ever after,” Allen said happily.

Stella also laughed. She felt incredibly at ease when she was chatting with Allen. “I have some free time. Want to go for a walk together after lunch?”

“Sure, if you don’t mind getting a tan,” Allen replied.

Stella’s smile became brighter, “There is a benefit of living in the United States. No matter how tanned you become, no one will think that you are dark. No matter how pale you are, no one will say that you are white because there are both white and black people here.”

“Could I say that your joke is pretty lame?” Allen said bluntly.

“Why don’t you tell a good joke then?” Stella picked up a piece of fish fillet and placed it on her plate.

She liked having fish.

“There were two white people who gave birth to a dark child in the past. Do you know why?” Allen asked.

“Their ancestors were dark, right? Your joke is lamer than mine,” Stella said rudely.

“It’s because his mother had eaten plenty of food with dark pigments during the pregnancy.”

Stella was speechless.

Allen laughed as he spoke. He rubbed Stella’s head affectionately and said, “If I don’t tell a cold joke, how are we going to get through the hot summer?”

Stella smiled, “Don’t worry, I have air conditioners in my house. Let’s eat. We’ll head out later.”

“Alright.”

After the meal.

Allen went shopping with Stella. He held a black umbrella and helped to shade her from the blazing sun.

All of a sudden, her cell phone rang. When she saw that it was Vann, she sighed and said, “I don’t feel like working anymore.”

Allen followed her and said, “Don’t do it if you don’t want to. Are you afraid that I can’t support you?”

She was just ranting. She wasn’t doing it for the money to begin with.

She answered the phone.

“Stella, could you come over to the police station?” Vann asked.

“What’s wrong? Is this about the Whiterobe sect?” Stella asked in return.

“No, the Whiterobe Sect’s case has basically been solved. It’s about the bodies in the cages. We’ve got the latest data,” Vann said in a low voice.

“The tasks you have on your plate are much more than I expected. l couldn’t even take a breather,” Stella said directly.

“I’m sorry. I’ll give you a week off after this case is resolved,” Vann said apologetically.

“I understand. I’ll head over now. However, I still have two patients in the afternoon, so I have to leave before 2 p. m.,” Stella replied.

“Alright.”

Stella hung up the phone and looked at Allen.

“It’s okay, go ahead. There will be ample time in the future,” Allen said with a smile.

“Alright, then I’ll go to the police station first. See you in the evening. Don’t cook dinner, let’s eat out,” Stella said.

Allen nodded.

At the police station.

Everyone else was already there when Stella arrived.

Her gaze remained on Jasper’s face.

Jasper did not look at her. He had his head lowered, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

“You’re all here. Sheldon, would you care to explain to us in detail what’s going on?” Vann asked.

“We’ve checked the three latest dead bodies. It’s very strange that we haven’t found the identities of these three people in this country. So, we had Edwin hack into other countries’ databases but we still couldn’t find the identity of these three people. In other words, we have no information at all about their identities. It doesn’t make sense,” Sheldon said.

“What’s the cause of death?” Stella asked.

“They drowned to death. They took sleeping pills before they died. It seemed that they were locked in the cage after they fell asleep. After the cage was sealed, they were put in a fixed position, then they died that way,” Sheldon said in detail.

“How old were they? Was there any blood relation between the three of them?” Stella continued to ask.

“The three of them are about the same age. They’re between 16 and 20 years old. They are not related,” Sheldon answered.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“A bunch of people died, and they have no identity. Even if they were smugglers, they would still have some kind of identity. Why did they die? Why did they die in such a pattern? Who did it? What was it for? Was it to satisfy their desire to kill someone?” Ray murmured thoughtfully.

“Are there any other clues? What about their gender? Do they have any ear piercings? Any special markings on their body? Or do they have any old wounds on their body?” Narrowing her eyes, Stella pondered and asked.

“I will send the detailed information to you all,” Sheldon handed them the very detailed documents.

“These people didn’t have any accessories on them, but they have many old injuries on them. When they died, no one called the police, no one came to claim them, and they don’t even have an identity card either. If my guess is right, they might have been kidnapped when they were little, locked up on an island, and were trained for a long time. The reason for their death might be because they were not skillful enough and were abandoned by the organization,” Stella conjectured.

Jasper looked at Stella. “I think that your guess is reasonable.”

“So, what should we do next?” Sheldon asked.

“Don’t post the pictures first. If those people learn about it, it would be even harder to arrest them.

Let’s compare the cases of all the lost children to judge the true identities of these three victims.

Also, why did they have to drown those bodies in one specific place instead of in random spots? I suggest that we use the satellite to keep a close eye on that place and follow them. We might be able to locate their base if we’re lucky,” Stella suggested.

“That makes sense. Let’s do that first. Ray, write a report for me. I’ll apply for satellite support,” Vann said.

Stella looked at her watch. It was still early, so she stood up and said, “Then I’ll wait for your good news. Black, let’s go.”