Billionaire’s Pampered Wife

Frederick squinted at her wounded hand apprehensively. He grabbed and lifted it. “What’s wrong with your hand? Where’s your pinkie?”

Stella Grace calmly withdrew her hand and said, “I paid the price for some mistakes. A pinkie allows me to see reality clearly. It’s worth it.”

“Steven? Zoah? Katty? Who did it?” Frederick Addington guessed.

“No matter who did it, what’s done is done. I have something to do. I’ll contact you later.” Stella walked past Frederick and entered the elevator.

Frederick saw the elevator door close in front of him, and a look of pain flashed across his shrewd eyes.

He and Stella had been married for three years.

He had once contemplated every possible means to hurt her, to make her suffer.

Her grief gave him a kind of sadistic joy,

all because she was Wilson Chuck’s daughter.

But now, seeing her hurt so badly, he felt extremely angry.

He wanted to find that person out, and cut off his ten fingers,

only he was allowed to bully Stella.

Stella entered Wilson’s office.

He glared hostilely at Stella. He sat on the throne, and pointed at the seat opposite him with his chin.

Stella complied indifferently. She pulled the chair out and took a seat.

“Well done. Are you playing mind games with me?” Wilson queried in a gloomy tone, scrutinizing Stella’s expression.

Stella smiled.

She was kidnapped this week.

Wilson was to give her an answer within two days.

In the two days, Wilson had contemplated intensely.

In the end, he had decided not to accept her.

But she vanished suddenly and no one knew where she was.

He was suspicious.

He worried that she would go and seek refuge from his rivals.

He wondered which one Stella would get to, and what they would do to him.

He thought of numerous possibilities.

The wrong deeds he had done in the past put him on edge all the time. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Stella had been missing for seven days, and he had seven sleepless nights.

After much deliberation, it would be better to have a powerful helper instead of a powerful enemy.

“So, Dad, what’s the result of your mental game?” Stella asked.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

“I want to know your purpose. How can I be sure that you don’t intend to harm me? After all, I have hurt your mother before.” Wilson stared at Stella defensively.

“Celine Grace is my mother, and you are my father as well. You both are my closest relatives.

You’ve hurt my mother, and my mother has also hurt me.

If it weren’t for our neighbor who saved me, I would have been killed by Celine a long time ago.

I have been living a tough life for so many years.

The pressure from work, life, and marriage, had been strangling me out of breath.

I wanted a good life.

After pondering upon it, I thought that only you could give me that.

Why should I hurt you?”

“I’m not stupid. Harming you is the same as hurting myself. Not only will I not harm you, but I will also help you.”

“Dad, Felicia may be your daughter, but so am I.” Stella’s voice softened.

“Okay.” Wilson was persuaded. “Aunt Chancery has agreed to let you come back. If you want to work in the Discipline Inspection Commission, you’re on your own for the written exam. As for your interview, I’ve already informed the relevant people.”

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“I will fight a glorious battle.” Stella stood up.

“I warn you, don’t play tricks on me. I can give you a better life, but I can also destroy you.” Wilson Chuck warned.

“I’m going back to pack up my luggage now. See you tonight, Dad.” Stella turned around, leaving only a cold back behind.

She came out of the elevator. She did not expect to see Frederick Addington still waiting for her downstairs.

She walked towards Frederick.

“Who cut off your finger?” Frederick questioned coldly.

Stella looked at Frederick.

His expression was serious, and two small images of herself were reflected in his pupils.

“Do you want to stand up for me?” Stella asked rhetorically.

The corners of Frederick’s mouth curled up in a nasty smile. “What do you think? My ex-wife is not a person anyone can bully.”

“Ha.” Stella sneered.

She really did not believe that he would stand up for her, it was just sweet words to coax little girls.

She was no longer a little girl anymore.

“Katty Davis,” Stella said these two words, turned around, and walked towards the main door.

“Didn’t you say that you want to buy me a coffee?” Frederick haughtily said to Stella’s back.

Stella did not even turn her head around.

Frederick caught up with her and grabbed her arm in frustration. He ordered, “You already owed me six hours, and now you must have coffee with me.”

“Why do I owe you six hours?” Stella crossed her arms around and asked.

Frederick frowned and said with displeasure in his eyes, “Stella, what do you mean? Are you playing dumb with me?”

“Mr. Addington, I don’t feel like keeping the verbal agreement between both of us. I suddenly feel that I don’t need to keep it,” Stella said lazily.

“Aren’t you afraid that I would release Eli’s video?” Frederick warned her, looking at her sharply.

Stella shrugged.

“Release it then. It’s up to you. Who knows Eli might be able to become the Young Master’s wife after you release it? Having Young Master’s wife as my friend, how glorious it is.” Stella gave a heartless smile.

“Sean has a lot of women outside. Do you really want to get your friend into deep trouble?” Frederick looked at Stella anxiously.

He noticed the Stella currently was as if a thorny rose, very coquettish, arrogant, but also had a cutting edge.

“Other men are trouble as well, aren’t they?” Stella asked back.

“It’s better to have an eternal privilege than to have a man who changes his mind all the time. You can release the video if you want.”

Frederick unconsciously retreated a little.

Her trenchancy was too overpowering.

“Eli has a strong abhorrence of evil. If she lives a good life in the future, she may let you go, but,” Stella’s eyes became sharp, and she locked a stare at Frederick, and warned, “if she doesn’t, the president will have his only son and Eli will become the First Lady of our country sooner or later. You guess, how will she torture you to death?”

Frederick fell silent.

He knew that Stella was good at talking, and she used to piss him off until he had nothing to say.

But now, Stella was trenchant and sharp. Every twinkle and smile of hers was attractive, and there was a mysterious charm in her.

He seemed to have been immersed in her tranquil eyes and could not extricate himself.

Stella looked at him and did not speak.

“Good luck, Mr. Frederick.” She turned around and walked outside.

Frederick was frozen at the spot.

He regretted the divorce. What should he do?

Stella returned to Eli’s place. Eli was still at home and sitting still on the sofa.

When she saw Stella coming back, she stood up immediately and looked at Stella with concern.

Stella bet that Frederick would not release Eli’s video recording.

However, she was not sure if Eli would be involved in this matter in the future.

She had no choice but to distance herself from Eli.

“I’m leaving,” Stella said.

Eli’s eyes turned red but she nodded. “All the best.”