Stella glanced at her and then nonchalantly looked away.
"Ms. Cameron, are you here to see Keen and Haynie?" Rachel's voice was gentle. "They're not here at the moment. Would you like me to help you find them?"
Stella replied indifferently, "No need." With that, Stella moved past her, heading downstairs.
The music room was just below, where she planned to meet Marvin.
Rachel hurried after her. "Ms. Cameron, could we talk?"
"I don't think there's anything to talk about between you and me, Ms. Pearce," Stella said, her voice calm, not even turning her head.
"Ms. Cameron, I need to talk to you about Haynie."
"There’s nothing to discuss," Stella said, turning the corner and heading for the stairs. "Whatever’s between you two, I don’t care."
"Ms. Cameron," Rachel suddenly grabbed Stella's wrist, "five minutes. That's all I'm asking."
"Ms. Pearce, I've made myself clear. There's nothing for us to talk about." Stella's expression remained indifferent as she gently withdrew her hand.
As Stella was about to leave, Rachel instinctively tried to block her path. However, her hurried steps threw her off balance. She missed it and fell down the stairs! "Ah!"
Blood began to seep from Rachel, staining the pristine marble floor, a shocking sight.
Stella hadn't anticipated this turn of events and paused, slightly startled. "Rachel!"
At that moment, a small figure rushed to Rachel, looking anxious. "Rachel, are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Rachel smiled faintly. "Keen, please don't tell your dad about this."
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