The two of them then left the hospital.
Right as they departed from the building, two women emerged from behind the lobby’s pillars.
One of the women wore heavy makeup, but still, with a closer look, one could see the crisscrossed scars. Moreover, she was in a black wheelchair—evidently, she had mobility issues.
“It looks like Rayna’s on pretty good terms with Jessica.” Stella, who was watching Rayna leave, chuckled. “She’s been crying on her way down here. Her eyes are swollen.”
Gianna scoffed. “There’s no such thing as true friendship. Everyone’s only after whatever could benefit them.”
Stella then leaned down and placed a hand on Gianna’s shoulder. “Ms. Gianna, you’re ruthless. You should have been merciless back then. Why would you torment the old couple?”
“Jessica’s no fool; she won’t believe anything only after hearing a word or two,” Gianna said with a sneer. “She’ll only believe that Wyatt has killed her family if she hears it from her good friend.”
At that, Gianna gripped her thighs hard.
However, she had already lost the sense of her legs, and she had even lost her calves. She would not be able to feel any pain there.
Back then, Wyatt had chopped off one of her hands and thrown it in the dump site. Then, it was both her legs.
The nightmares that plagued her would never leave her.
With hatred burning bright in her eyes, Gianna snarled, “The only thing I regret is not being able to catch Jessica. Otherwise, I would’ve made her experience the humiliation I had to go through before throwing her at Wyatt’s feet.”
“That will be enough,” Stella said. “Wyatt’s not an easy man to deal with. Doing too much will expose us, and if he tracks us down, we’ll be doomed.”
Gianna then asked, “Why are you helping me? What do you want from me?”
Stella curled her lips as a dark look appeared in her eyes. “That’s because I pity you, Ms. Gianna, for losing your legs. I’d like to help you. You don’t need to thank me, however. I just don’t like the sight of Rayna.”
“Then why aren’t you going up against her?”
“How boring will that be?” Stella put on her sunglasses and started pushing Gianna out of the hospital. “I simply enjoy the lonely look she has on her face as her friends and family leave her. I despise her, honestly. How can she have such good luck? She met a good teacher, and she climbed up the social ladder despite being a translator, and she even has such a good friend.”
Stella knew that Curtis had left the country to settle certain matters and would not be able to return in time. That was why she decided to strike at Rayna now. As long as Rayna was on trial, she was bound to fail. Then, she could kiss her good name and her company’s reputation goodbye.
Stella had made plans for everything—she had ensured that no one in the country would be able to help Rayna.
Yet, the one thing she never expected was for Jessica to negotiate with Vivi and succeed in getting Vivi to withdraw the lawsuit.
Jessica had ruined her plan.
Therefore, when Stella found out that Gianna was going to target Jessica’s uncle, she contacted Gianna to join her.
As Stella spoke, the smile on her lips slowly disappeared. “No ordinary person can have good luck like hers. Say, why should she have such great luck?”
“Man proposes, God disposes,” Gianna said. “One’s good luck will run out eventually.”
Stella nodded in agreement. “Yes, one’s good luck will run out eventually.”
Rayna’s luck must be coming to an end now.
After exiting the hospital, Stella brought Gianna up into the car before telling her that they would be cutting contact. Then, she ambled down the path as she studied the skyscrapers and busy traffic around her.
Faymon Group’s towering building entered her mind, as well as the handsome amount shown in Faymon Group’s majestic annual report. Ambition lit up in her eyes.
What’s the point of fighting for a man? Once I’m all the way to the top, I’ll be stepping on a pedestal made of gold. I can have any man I want by then.
Right then, Stella’s phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and smiled before picking it up.
“Hello?”
The person on the other end of the line said something.
“You’re coming back tomorrow? Do you want me to pick you up?” Stella asked, her smile widening.
As it turned out, Gabriel was coming back.
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