CHAPTER 32: CHAPTER 32: NONE OF THEM ARE EASY TO DEAL WITH

Stella Grant rarely pays attention to these entertainment gossips.

But she also knows that anything with the word "explosive" in front of it is bound to be trending.

Driven by curiosity, Stella swiped her finger across the screen and clicked in.

What a shocker!

What can I say?

Anyway, the content is quite explosive.

There are pictures for proof. Last night, Silas Sutton entered a hotel room with two young models and didn’t come out until ten the next morning.

Nobody knows what exactly happened between the three of them in the hotel.

But everyone is an adult; no one believes the three of them were just chatting under the covers in the hotel.

Scrolling down, the comment section was bustling.

[President Sutton is really something, one against two.]

[I finally understand the saying; it’s not that money can’t buy happiness, it’s just that your little money can’t buy happiness.]

[With a handsome patron and beautiful models, it’s hard to tell who came out on top.]

[I remember President Sutton has a fiancée, right? I wonder what she thinks about this.]

The excitement of the gossip-hungry crowd exceeded Stella Grant’s imagination.

Since childhood, her principle has always been "mind your own business".

Being so ’enthusiastic’ about others, she’s never done that before.

After roughly browsing through, she suddenly found it a bit dull, put her phone in her pocket, and got off the car to grab the things Mrs. Grant had sent.

Mrs. Grant had sent quite a lot.

Big bags and small bags.

It took her two trips to carry them all up.

Once everything was stuffed into the fridge, Stella changed into pajamas, sat on the couch, and opened the work group chat.

After a few days of fermenting, two things happened at the company. First, the Manager Flynn who was once friendly with her but drugged her got reported and fired. The second thing was her assistant Yara was transferred out of the department.

In the work chat group, everyone was using their real names, and no one dared to speak randomly.

Quiet as ever, except for received, understood, and ok, there was basically no other communication.

At seven in the evening, Sue Woods knocked on the door right on time.

After entering, without waiting for Stella to speak, she started spouting a bunch of gossip.

Some about Silas Sutton, some about Flynn Shepherd.

Finally, with one hand on the foyer cabinet while changing shoes, Sue concluded, "You know, these two men involved with you are really no easy pickings."

After what happened at home, Stella no longer had the slightest interest in Flynn Shepherd’s matters, and to continue the chat with Sue, she shifted the topic to Silas Sutton, "Is the scandal about Silas Sutton true?"

Sue pursed her lips after changing her shoes and nodded heavily, "Yes."

Seeing her so certain, Stella couldn’t help but laugh, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Sue said, "I didn’t see it firsthand, but it’s almost as if I did. I shot three sets of models today, and in one of the sets was a model who spent the night with Silas Sutton last night. According to the makeup artist, those marks, tsk tsk tsk..."

Sue didn’t go into details, but "tsk tsk tsk" was more convincing than any description.

Stella lowered her eyes and smiled, not responding, but felt a bit disgusted inside.

It wasn’t anything else, she was worried about getting an infection.

Also thinking about Silas Sutton’s skills in certain areas, he indeed had the experience that matched the term "battle-hardened."

Sue noticed she wasn’t saying anything, saw through her thoughts, and solemnly patted her on the arm, "Sister, I’m not trying to scare you, but you should go to the hospital for a check-up when you have time. Better safe than sorry."

Stella listened with a frown but didn’t refute, "Mm."

Indeed, a check-up is necessary.

She’s still young, she’d rather die working hard at her job than from a one-night stand.

Sue came in, and Stella took a few lunchboxes out of the fridge to heat in the kitchen.

Sue followed her, looking at the full fridge, and couldn’t help but sigh, "This must be what it’s like to have a mom. Having a mom is really nice."

Sue didn’t have a mom.

She was raised by her dad, Wyman Woods, through thick and thin.

A man raising a kid, the daughter could be mistaken for a son.

So even though Sue had a cute face, she had the heart of a tough guy.

Sue always spoke without reservation, but Stella took her words to heart. After putting the lunchboxes in the kitchen, she turned around and hugged her.

Sue was used to Stella’s keen attention to detail, and hugged Stella back, "Stella, don’t be like that, I might fall in love with you."

Stella replied, "Control yourself, I have quite normal preferences."

After the banter, Stella went into the kitchen to heat up the dishes, while Sue took an apple from the fridge and washed it to eat.

The two chatted intermittently, one in the kitchen and one outside.

In the middle of their chat, the phone Stella had left on the living room coffee table suddenly rang.

Sue volunteered to get it, "I got it."

After speaking, Sue jogged to the living room, glanced at the phone on the coffee table, and seeing Flynn Shepherd’s caller ID on the screen, smirked slightly, didn’t hand it to Stella, and directly answered, sarcastically saying, "Vice President Shepherd, not with your boss’s wife? So busy day and night, but still have time to call our Stella?"