The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2118

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.