The Apple of My Eye

Chapter 2118 Stella's Suspicion

Stella grew suspicious. As she pondered, she decided she was going to get to the bottom of this.

"Miss Ruan, are you hungry? If you are, I can cook for you. What do you want to eat? I'll do it now,"

Stella asked as she approached Vicky, trying to find a way to talk to her.

"Hmm, I think I want some dumplings. Yes, I want that. Can you make that by hand for me?" Vicky

casually demanded. Then she waved her hand and returned her attention to her phone.

Stella was extremely disgusted with Vicky's demeanor. Vicky didn't even look at her as she made this

demand. Even if Stella was her servant, she still needed to be respected.

Still, Stella had to bear with Vicky. She needed to follow whatever Vicky asked her to do.

"Okay, give me half an hour. I'll do it right now." Stella nodded and headed to the kitchen.

This time, Vicky didn't even bother to answer Stella. She kept her eyes on her phone, extremely

focused.

Meanwhile, Stella was furious at Vicky with how she just treated her now. As she kneaded the dough

with her hand, she let out her anger.

If it weren't for Vicky, Stella would be home right now and spending time with her family where she

would definitely be much happier. Instead, she was here being ordered around by a terrible person like

Vicky.

Her head started to ache from thinking about Vicky when suddenly, she thought of something.

'Is Mr. Lu really charmed by her? Why would he waste his time on a woman as horrible as her?

He didn't even say goodbye to me when he left just now. Is it possible that Vicky's gotten to him? Oh,

my goodness! That woman is so evil. Mr. Lu has always been nice to me, except today...She must

have said something bad about me...'

Stella suddenly felt scared as she thought of this. She was going to use this job so she could retire.

She couldn't afford to lose this job.

Having prepared the midnight snack that Vicky had asked for, Stella carefully carried the food container

out of the kitchen. However, as soon as she got out of the kitchen, she heard Vicky talking on the

phone.

"Don't worry. He's gone. Everything went well," Vicky answered.

"I didn't do anything to him. Why don't you trust me? If you don't trust me, then why would you ask for

my help with this?" The more Vicky spoke, the angrier she seemed.

Stella grew curious. She retreated a few steps back so she could eavesdrop.

"I know, I won't ruin your plan. Don't worry. He's only going to be dizzy for a while, but he'll sober up

when the effects of the drug fade. By then, it'll be too late for him. He wouldn't be able to detect it, and

he wouldn't be suspicious of me," Vicky continued.

"Okay, I believe in you. I'm hanging up now." Pulling the phone away from her ear, Vicky suddenly felt

hungry. She shouted impatiently toward the kitchen, "Stella, can I have my favorite sweet dumplings

now?"

Growing impatient, Vicky complained, "Such a useless servant. What is she doing here? What's taking

her so long? I might as well ask Charles to fire her. I can't put up with her anymore!" As soon as Vicky

finished talking, Stella appeared with the dumplings she had asked for.

"Miss Ruan, I'm sorry. I think I used too much time kneading the dough. Anyway, the texture should be

perfect. Try it," Stella said with a smile.

Vicky glanced at Stella, a bit surprised at how nice Stella was being to her. Vicky still wasn't used to

that.

Suddenly, something came to her–she finally understood why Stella was so nice to her.

Since Charles was the one who hired Stella, she must be competent. Pleasing one's master was most

important, and Charles obviously wouldn't hire a servant who wasn't competent.

Stella must have learned from Charles. If she'd been hired by Charles, she was definitely smart then.

Vicky then realized she had no reason to be surprised after all.

Maybe it was because she hadn't eaten anything the whole day, she was so hungry that she ate up the

entire bowl of dumplings in just 10 minutes.

Stella was surprised at how much she could eat. She didn't expect that a slender woman like Vicky

could eat that much.

"Miss Ruan, do you want another bowl? There're still some left in the pot," Stella asked with a smile.

Vicky waved his hand to refuse. She took the tissue from Stella and wiped her mouth, and then she

said, "You should have been obedient before!"

Stella frowned upon hearing this. She said calmly, "Miss Ruan, what are you talking about? Mr. Lu

hired me to take care of you. That's my job, and I'm loyal to my duty. You're my priority."

"Stop talking nonsense. I know what you did here." Vicky stood up and eyed Stella from head to toe.

Then she spat, "But you know what? I don't want to argue with you. If you show me that you can be

obedient like you were today, I can forgive you. Or else, I'm not sure if you'll still be able to keep your

job."

"Miss Ruan, you're overthinking. I've always been obedient to you. You're my master. I'll serve you and

follow your orders without complaints," Stella smoothly said.

Vicky smiled knowingly. "Of course. But I'm going to be honest with you. You probably thought you

could get by as long as you were on Charles' good side. Well, surprise, I'm the one you should've

flattered. You submit to me. Not Charles. Got it? But it's a little too late, though."

"I know you're going to be Mr. Lu's fiancée. Of course, I know that. Why would I dare offend my future

master? When you get married to Mr. Lu, I'll be the one to take care of you both." Stella continued to

show her loyalty.

"That's good to hear, Stella. As long as you're obedient to me, I won't be so hard on you, and you can

keep your job. Or else, you already know how you're going to end up."

After this, Vicky headed upstairs. She swayed her hips back and forth to show Stella who really had the

power in this house.

Stella rolled her eyes as she watched Vicky disappear. She cursed inwardly, 'Damn it! Let's see who's

going to be the last woman standing here. Mr. Lu's never going to marry you. All I have to do is to wait

and tolerate you for the meantime!'

Stella quickly cleaned the table and collected the dishes before taking them back to the kitchen. After

she'd done her chores, she hurried back to her bedroom.

She took out her cell phone and sent a message to Charles, "Mr. Lu, are you feeling all right? Did you

notice something weird about Miss Ruan when you were here? I didn't mean to but...I overheard

something. She was talking to someone on the phone, and she said she drugged you..."

After sending the message, she deleted the message right away. She was already afraid of Vicky. She

knew she couldn't afford to be punished on the off chance that Vicky would do that to her.

Charles still hadn't replied to her, which only made Stella more nervous.

On the way back to Dream Garden, Charles tried to recall what had happened.

Vicky had gone to the balcony and answered a phone call. Her attitude immediately changed after that

call. He found that to be really suspicious.

Charles thought he remembered clearly what Vicky's eyes looked like at that moment. The hatred in

her eyes was so menacing that it looked like she could kill him out of anger. After that call, she'd

calmed down.

'Why? Who was she talking with on the phone? Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Is that person related to Ferry?

So had she been taking Ferry's orders all this time? Who on earth is she?

How did she know Ferry? Were they friends? Is that why Vicky has kept bothering me for so long?

What's her motive? What's her purpose?'

Charles' mind was racing with questions. Suddenly, he glanced at the bag next to him. There was

transparent liquid inside the bag, which reminded Charles of the glass of water that Vicky had tried to

make him drink. The liquid in the bag and the glass of water looked eerily the same.

While Charles didn't drink the entire glass, he took a small sip as he had a hunch that Vicky had done

something with the water. He had then decided to take a small bag as a sample to figure out what the

liquid was and consequently find out what Vicky was planning to do with him.

Charles was driving his car into the crossroads. While deep in thought, a car suddenly came from the

opposite direction and crashed right into his car.

For a moment, Charles could see nothing but darkness. Suddenly, he'd lost all consciousness.