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“See you at the International Herbal Medicine Conference in half a month,” Stella said coolly, switching to flawless Tongalian, almost like she was throwing down a challenge to someone who wasn’t even there.
With that, she sauntered back to Landen and Nathan.
“Ms. Carter, you even speak Tongalian?” Nathan looked at her, clearly surprised. She’d already shattered his expectations so many times in such a short span.
Stella’s face didn’t change as she replied unhurriedly, “Just learned it.”
The others were speechless.
‘Yeah, like we’re really going to believe that,’ they all thought.
Stella glanced up at Landen, her tone lazy. “You guys should come, too, in half a month.”
Landen cleared his throat, hesitated, and then muttered, “We can’t.”
Stella raised an eyebrow.
Landen rubbed his nose, looking everywhere but at her. Nathan, unable to watch the awkwardness any longer, explained, “Grandpa isn’t on good terms with the folks at the Traditional Medicine Association headquarters.
“We didn’t get an invite this time.”
Stella was speechless.
Stella didn’t bother explaining. She just quietly pulled out her phone and, without a word, fired off a text.
Soon, Nathan’s phone buzzed.
He looked down. Then he was completely stunned.
A sleek electronic invitation, with a black background and gold lettering, was sitting quietly in his inbox. Nathan blurted out, “Grandpa!”
“What are you yelling about-” Landen was about to snap, but when Nathan shoved the phone in front of his face, his words died in his throat.
Nathan glanced up at Stella, looking totally thrown. “Ms. Carter…”
Stella was quite calm. “Yeah.”
“We got the invitation.” Nathan was still in shock. ‘No way, is a coincidence like this even possible?’ he thought.
Stella stayed cool. “Oh.”
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Nathan hesitated. “Ms. Carter, did you have something to do with that invitation?”
Stella cleared her throat. “No idea. No clue. Don’t know anything about it.”
Nathan didn’t know what to say.
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“You can leave now,” Stella said, glancing toward the corner as she addressed Caleb. With what was about to happen, it was really not the right place for him to stick around.
Caleb just smiled, not the slightest bit bothered. “Alright, I’ll head out. Just call me if anything comes up.”
With that, he took his people and left.
“Dr. Miracle, what are you planning?” Landen could feel her vibe shift again. Stella turned to look at him, her eyes shadowed beneath her baseball cap, carrying a hint of rogue chill.
She stayed silent, but there was this mysterious, dark energy radiating from her.
Landen didn’t know what to say.
Landen gulped, his throat suddenly dry.
At some point, the guys who’d been lurking in the shadows suddenly stepped out, each one tall and built like a male model. They blocked the exits, cutting off any chance for the troublemakers to slip away in the chaos.
Stella strode straight toward the big guy.
The big guy was drenched in cold sweat. “Okay, okay, I’ll talk! That lady gave me $150,000 up front, and said if I stirred up enough trouble, she’d give me another $150,000 after!”
Everyone followed his finger, and their eyes landed on Linda.
Miguel’s face was as dark as a storm cloud.
“Son of a bitch, you only gave us 10 grand!” The fake mourners started cursing.
“Who broke his leg?” Stella asked, her voice cool and indifferent.
Everyone immediately threw the big guy under the bus. “It was him! He broke it!”
Stella didn’t even blink. She just swung her foot and slammed it into the big guy’s leg.
The sound of bone cracking echoed through the room, loud and clear.
Everyone was stunned.
Her kick landed so fast that the big guy’s scream came a split second later.
Stella’s deep amber eyes stayed ice-cold. Behind her, Lincoln and the Yates family crew stood there, looking menacing as hell. “Smash it,” she ordered.
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She just pointed lazily at Remedy House.
Then she turned around.
Lincoln and the crew marched toward Remedy House, stone-faced and cold.
Ten minutes later, Remedy House became a disaster zone, even worse than Herbal Haven.
Even the sign got yanked off, thrown to the floor, and split right down the middle.
Landen just snickered with satisfaction.
He thought, ‘Damn, that’s savage. It’s almost too good to watch.
‘I’m having the time of my life!’
Miguel’s eyes were glued to Stella, cold and venomous. He never saw it coming. All his plotting was wiped out by her. ‘Who the hell is she, anyway?’ he wondered.
On Sandridge Island, in the study, Lucas was quietly stacking gold bars into a little pyramid on the floor.
There seemed to be a tiny storm cloud hovering over his head, crackling with thunder and lightning, casting a gloomy shadow all around him.
Lucas didn’t make a sound. His soft, chubby face was drooping with disappointment, his eyes full of misery.
Sebastian sat at his desk, expressionless and radiating a cold, intimidating vibe, not even sparing the little guy a glance.
Lucas was really upset.
With a loud crash, Lucas knocked over his little gold bar pyramid, and then flopped onto the carpet, arms and legs spread wide, rolling around and sulking like a grumpy kid.
He thought, ‘I miss Stella!
‘I miss Stella so much!’
Suddenly, Snowball dangled upside down from the decorative tree, swung back and forth right in front of Lucas, and opened its mouth.
Eggie chirped.
Lucas was speechless.
The branches of the decorative tree creaked weakly in protest, like they were barely hanging on.
“Sebastian!” The study door burst open and Allan rushed in, frantically carrying a potted plant. With a bang, he plopped it down on Sebastian’s desk.
Eggie chirped in confusion.
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Eggie, who’d been lazily sprawled in Snowball’s mouth, suddenly lit up. Its eyes sparkled as it flapped its stubby little wings, wobbling its way toward the flower with all its might.
Snowball looked confused.
‘Did Eggie just fly away?’ Snowball thought.
With a smack, Eggie landed face-first on Sebastian’s desk.
Snowball was speechless.
‘Seriously, what a disgrace,’ Snowball thought.
“What do you want?” Sebastian’s face was dark, his voice cold as ice, totally emotionless.
Allan tugged at the wilted leaves, neither of them noticing Eggie struggling to crawl toward the flowerpot. Allan said, “Stella put this in my room. Is this some kind of medicine or something?”
Guilt flashed across Allan’s face as he spoke. After seeing Lucas drag out the Vermilion Coral, he suddenly remembered Stella had thrown a plant into his room, too. His hand even shook when the memory hit.
After all, he’d always just dumped his coffee grounds and cigarette butts into that flowerpot without thinking.
Sebastian was speechless.
Sebastian just stared at the wilted plant, not saying a word.
With Sebastian keeping quiet, Allan got even more nervous. Meanwhile, Eggie was busy kicking and scrambling, finally flopping right onto the edge of the flowerpot.
Eggie chirped again.
‘Yummy!’ Eggie thought.
Sebastian shot him a look, his face hard to read. “No.”
Allan let out a long sigh of relief and slumped into the chair, finally able to relax. He just watched Eggie chirping away, nibbling at the flower in the pot, and let it be.
“Man, that gave me a scare!” Allan was totally oblivious to the odd look in Sebastian’s eyes. “Even if it’s not worth much, I’ll still take it downstairs for some sun. I don’t wanna mess up Stella’s good intentions.”
As he spoke, Allan stood up, scooped up Eggie, who was still busy chomping on the flower, along with the pot.
Only then did he look down and notice Lucas sprawled out on the white carpet, rolling around and looking all mopey and miserable.
Allan blinked. “Lucas?”
Before Allan could say another word, there was a knock at the door. John pushed it open and said, “Mr. Gray, the person in charge of Red Shadow’s team this time wants to see you.”
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