NovelGoldChapter 321
Abby Murphy was just stepping out of the kitchen when she saw who had arrived —and her face instantly fell.
"Officer, there must be smistake. Star hasn't leaked any trade secrets. Are you sure you've got the right
person?" she blurted out anxiously.
The officer replied, "Whether there's been a mistake isn't for you to decide. Please, miss, we need your
cooperation."
Abby looked like she wanted to argue further, but Stella gently reached out and stopped her.
Stella nodded at the officers. "I understand. I'll cwith you."
Then she turned to Abby, her voice calm. "Don't worry. I'll be fine. Just make sure to call my lawyer."
Seeing how composed Stella was, Abby's nerves settled-at least a little. Right. She needed to get Star a lawyer.
"And one more thing..." Stella quickly listed off a few instructions.
As Abby registered what Stella was saying, her eyes widened in disbelief. "Star, you... did you already see this
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Stella gave her a small nod.
Moments later, Stella was led away by the police.
Stella was taken in that evening.
After a long night of questioning, the dawn light was already streaming through the windows.
The interrogation finally ended, and her lawyer arrived to arrange her bail.
He'd actually shown up the night before, requesting to see Stella, but the officers turned him away, claiming she
was still under interrogation and couldn't be visited. The attorney was from Neville Connolly's firm. He'd pulled
every string he could, and after much back-and-forth, he managed to get Stella released on bail by morning.
Stella knew perfectly well who was behind all this.
She had barely stepped into the station's front hall when she saw two familiar figures waiting for her.
Jasper and Rachel.
After a sleepless night, Stella looked pale and drawn, fatigue etched deep between her brows-a stark contrast to
Rachel's carefully styled, picture-perfect appearance.
Jasper glanced over, took in Stella's disheveled state, and let out a mocking whistle. "Well, well, if it isn't our dear
millionaire Stella! What's the matter? Out of jail before breakfast? What did you do this time?"
Stella shot them an indifferent look. "You two have nothing better to do than cdown here at the crack of
dawn just to gloat? Honestly, with all this attention, people might think you're in love with me."
There was no need for pretense-they were old enemies, after all, and there were no outsiders present.
Jasper sneered. "Someone would have to be blind to fall for you-a dropout with nothing going for her. Aren't you
embarrassed?"
He made a show of pretending to gag. "Actually, I'm just here to give you a friendly warning. Stella, your lucky
streak ends today."
"Aren't you the one who was showing off at the auction the other day? Thought you could outbid us and get
away with it."
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"Don't think spending a little cash will keep you safe. In case you haven't heard, the police have already
confiscated your auction goodies from your place."
"And your personal accounts? Frozen. Completely."
"Just so you know, we didn't chere just to watch your downfall. We're here to turn in evidence of your
crimes."
"You might be out on bail now, but you'll be back behind bars soon enough. I'd bet... you won't even last until
tomorrow."
"And after that, no one can save you. Better get used to the idea of prison life."
He'd been burned by Stella too many times lately-finally, things were going his way, and he was savoring every
moment.
"Stella, if you don't want to rot in a cell, just askfor help. For Keen's sake, maybe I'd put in a good word for
you with Haynie."
Watching Jasper strut and preen, Stella only smiled. Her expression was light, almost amused—not the slightest
hint of panic or fear in her eyes.
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