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Lingering Passion: Mr. Sutton Wants to be Your Male Lead!

Chapter 133: Flaunting Love Gets You Killed Faster

Author: Er Xi
updatedAt: 2026-01-21

CHAPTER 133: CHAPTER 133: FLAUNTING LOVE GETS YOU KILLED FASTER

Every company’s legal department generally has some tricks up its sleeve.

Stella Grant briefly described the situation over here, and the other party immediately came up with a solution.

The other party had a good relationship with Stella Grant before and didn’t bother with formalities, instead directly asking, "Is your main demand to get the money back, or to put them in jail?"

Stella Grant candidly replied, "Get the money back."

Putting them in jail would surely alert Lynn Adler.

Lynn Adler’s surgery was imminent, and she couldn’t be subjected to any shocks.

The other party said, "Understood, wait for my news."

Stella Grant smiled and said, "I’ll treat you to a meal someday."

The other party joked, "Sure, once the matter is settled, I’ll make sure to get a good meal out of you."

Hanging up the phone with the other party, a waiter happened to come over with the packed breakfast for her.

Stella Grant paid and thanked the waiter, taking the breakfast and returning to the hospital.

When Stella Grant returned to the hospital, Ms. Dunn had already arrived.

Seeing Stella Grant, Ms. Dunn took an apple out of her luggage bag and handed it to her, "Grown in my hometown, have a taste."

Stella Grant beamed and thanked her, "Thank you, Mrs. Dunn."

Ms. Dunn smiled broadly, "Don’t be so polite with me, I’m not used to it."

Saying this, Ms. Dunn also took out quite a few things from her luggage bag, mostly specialties and a few small dishes, all made by her.

While tidying up, Ms. Dunn chatted with Lynn Adler, "I made you some small dishes at home; try to avoid takeout, which is oily and salty and not good for your health."

Lynn Adler looked grateful, "It’s too much trouble for you."

Ms. Dunn laughed in response, "It’s no trouble at all. It’s just that the hospital is too far from my home; otherwise, I’d bring you food every day."

It was clear that Lynn Adler and Ms. Dunn got along quite well.

Seeing this, Stella Grant felt much more at ease.

To dispel Lynn Adler’s concerns from earlier in the morning, Stella Grant intentionally called Ray Woods before noon.

Stella Grant had sent a WeChat message in advance to give a heads-up, and Ray Woods performed diligently, afraid of not seeming affectionate enough.

Stella Grant asked, "Are you busy now?"

Ray Woods said, "Not busy, having lunch in the cafeteria."

Stella Grant said, "Eating this early?"

Ray Woods replied, "Yeah, there’s not much going on right now, so I just came down to eat."

Stella Grant was standing at the window, fiddling with the green plant Mrs. Dunn had brought, wanting to appear more intimate in front of Lynn Adler, but since they weren’t real couples, she felt uncomfortable being too close.

Ray Woods, well-known as the company’s ’women’s friend,’ understood her intention immediately without her explicitly saying so, coughed lightly and asked proactively, "Do you miss me?"

Ray Woods’ question was quite a bold move, making Stella Grant’s ears turn slightly red—not out of shyness, but embarrassment. She faced away from Lynn Adler and said, "Yeah, I do."

Hearing their conversation, Lynn Adler and Ms. Dunn exchanged glances and both smiled, pressing their lips together.

Ms. Dunn believed the person Stella Grant was on the phone with was Forrest Keller, and her smile was even broader than Lynn Adler’s.

Stella Grant said she missed him, so Ray Woods on the other end had to follow suit, his voice meanwhile saying, "Stella, I miss you too."

Before Stella Grant could reply, a sudden fit of coughing came from behind Ray Woods.

Listening to the cough that sounded like a tuberculosis patient, Ray Woods instinctively turned around.

Seeing the two people standing behind him, he was taken aback, speechless, and for a moment, he even considered where to bury himself.

Silas Sutton was clad in a sharp suit, his aura cold, his expression even colder.

Behind him stood ’tuberculosis’ Forrest Keller.

Forrest Keller initially just fake-coughed to signal Ray Woods, but couldn’t stop once he began, accidentally choking on saliva, turning fake coughs into real ones.

The atmosphere among the trio was bizarre and comical.

After a while, Forrest Keller stopped coughing and was the first to break the awkward silence, "President Sutton, quite a few people are looking this way."

Silas Sutton remained expressionless, not moving an inch.

Forrest Keller started speaking, allowing Ray Woods to go along with it, forcing a smile on his face, "President Sutton."

Silas Sutton looked at him blankly, his expression hard to read, and uttered an ’hmm’ before striding away.

Watching Silas Sutton leave, Ray Woods’ tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he let out a long breath.

Stella Grant naturally heard Ray Woods call out ’President Sutton,’ and she pressed her lips tightly together, not daring to say anything while on the phone.

A few minutes later, recovering himself a bit, Ray Woods forced himself to chat with Stella Grant for a while, then used an excuse about having a meeting to hang up the phone.

After hearing Ray Woods hang up, Forrest Keller, sitting not far from him, raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose saying, "President Sutton, I, I think Ray Woods and Manager Grant seem genuine."

Silas Sutton coldly said, "Did you grow a brain just to make you look taller?"

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