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His Precious Love novel Chapter 447

“If you were really friends with Rayna, you wouldn’t have vilified her in front of her mother and made it sound as though she’s a malicious, two-timing person. She broke up with Curtis before she left the country. Whether or not she has a new boyfriend, that’s something she’s free to do and is no one else’s business,” Xandra said with a sneer.

Stella bit her lip. “That’s just what I heard from others. I deeply respect Ms. Garland.”

Despite her reply, Xandra did not buy it. “If that were true, you wouldn’t have believed what others said. I’m over twenty years older than you, and I can tell what you’re thinking. I turned a blind eye because it’s not easy to be working at your age. If I choose to be petty, you can forget about attaining wealth or status anywhere else you go, let alone at Faymon Group.”

She spoke calmly but firmly. Stella was so intimidated that she could only bow her head without daring to utter a single word.

After a long pause, Xandra finally glanced at the younger woman. “All right, you should leave after finishing your drink. We’re about to close soon anyway.”

Stella turned to Linda and gave a slight bow. “I’ll be leaving, then.”

Linda’s expression remained cold as she ignored Stella.

I didn’t notice it before until Xandra pointed it out. I’ve only now realized how devious Stella is. She claims to be Belle’s friend yet speaks ill of her!

After Stella left, Linda took Xandra’s hand and said, “Thank you for standing up for Belle. I don’t mix with others much, so I had no idea how awful the youngsters are nowadays.”

“Don’t mention it. Belle is an amazing child. It can’t be helped if she and Curtis don’t get along. I hope you won’t cease to be my friend just because we don’t get to be in-laws,” Xandra replied with a smile.

Her response immediately put Linda at ease. “What are you talking about? I’m the one who worried you’d think I wasn’t worthy of being your friend.”

“Not at all. I couldn’t be happier to be friends with you.”

“In that case, why don’t you come to my house later and have a meal? When the sweet soup is ready, you can take some back for Mr. Faymon.”

Xandra nodded while beaming. “Okay. By the way, you don’t have to keep addressing him as Mr. Faymon. Just call him by his name.”

Meanwhile, Stella’s cheeks were still burning even after she left Obelisk Mall.

After learning that Linda was Rayna’s mother, Stella had deliberately said all those things to embarrass her.

However, she had never imagined that the woman next to Linda would be Curtis’ mother and would end up giving her an earful.

Naturally, outsiders wouldn’t know anything about Curtis’ relationship with Jefferson. The mastermind behind this plan was the one who told me about it, and the same person arranged for me to return to Norwal City.

A chill ran down Stella’s spine and her brows furrowed as she recalled Xandra’s contemptuous gaze and words.

“How dare she talk to me like that? Who on earth is that woman?”

Although she knew about the relationship between Curtis and Jefferson, she knew nothing about their biological mothers.

She hailed a taxi at the side of the road, got into the car, then made a phone call.

The international call went through almost immediately.

“What is it?” asked a muffled female voice. The person spoke fluent Chanaean.

Stella knew the other party had done something to change the sound of their voice. That was the case in almost every call, so she took no notice.

“I met Curtis Faymon’s mother today. Send me her details,” she replied.

The person on the other end of the line gave a bark of laughter. “You haven’t completed what I asked you to do, yet you’re already in a hurry to make your way to the Faymon residence?”

“It seems that you’ve overestimated me,” Stella responded. She took a pack of cigarettes from her bag, lit one of them, and rolled down the car window. “Beauty and coy behavior don’t work on him.”

“Why do you want information on his mother, then?” the other party asked.

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