Chapter 322

Stella had stolen Dahlia’s limelight at the jewelry exhibition, fired her servant, and talked to her rudely over the phone. However, the two pretended that everything was fine between them.

‘She would probably still dislike me even if I let her organize the birthday banquet,’ Stella thought.

‘Since I’m already on her bad side, why not make use of it and reap the benefits? The gift money was at a nine-digit amount 10 years ago, so it should be more this time round.’ Stella bumped into Jackson when she walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of fruits. He was leaning against the wall with an unlit cigarette between his teeth and a disdained look on his face.

When Stella saw him, she pursed her lips and continued her way to the living room. Jackson then placed the cigarette behind his ears and blocked her path. He took a strawberry from the bowl and said, “Hey, Stella. It’s been quite some time since we last met. Why the cold attitude?

Stella looked up with no interest and uttered, “Get out of the way.

The man glanced at the bowl in her hands and suddenly reached his hands out to grab it. His fingers touched Stella’s in a flirtatious manner as he continued, “I’ll help.”

Stella backed away from his touch and said in a deep voice. “I guess some things never change, huh, Jackson? You’re still the player you always were. Haven’t you had enough fun outside? Why the hell are you making a move on me? Are you crazy?”

“Oh, Stella. I’m afraid you’re the one who made a move on me. Remember how you were the one to initiate this thing between us? Remember how we fucked under the candlelight? How could you be so ruthless, Stella?” Jackson smirked.

Stella shot him a dark look and said, “Go tell Keegan if you have the balls and see what he’ll do to you.”

Jackson was unfazed by her threat. “What’s gonna happen if I do? I’m the victim in all this.” “Did you hear that, honey?”

Jackson quickly turned around as a cold drop of sweat fell from his forehead. But, no one was behind him. Stella had played him. He smirked again and said, “We haven’t seen each other for half a year, Stella. It looks like you’ve become quite the trickster.”

Stella did not want to continue the conversation, so she said coldly, “Get out of my way.”

“Why are you in such a hurry? We rarely get to meet, and I wanted to catch up.”

“Hey, honey,” Stella said while she looked behind Jackson in shock.

“Do you really think I would fall for that again? Haha,” he laughed.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind him. “Fall for what?”

Jackson froze. He then put on a smile and turned around. “Oh, nothing. I was just having a chat with Stella.”

Keegan stared at him for a second and looked over at Stella. “Grandma wants you to help me with the ointment.”

“Right after I put this bowl of fruit in the living room, okay?” she said.

“You go,” Keegan said as he grabbed the bowl and gave it to Jackson.

Jackson stayed quiet and did as he was told. Stella pursed her lips when she saw him leave and said to herself, ‘Asshole.’

“What did he say to you earlier?” Keegan asked.