NovelBookChapter 2417 He knew he had wronged Stella after his memory loss, and with her current troubles, his guilt weighed heavily on him.
Stella, ever the peacemaker, quickly intervened to soothe Lucia.
Look, no one could have predicted this mess.
Its not fair to blMatthew.
It was purely accidental.
Yet, Lucias frustration simmered, fueled by what she saw as Stellas excessive altruism, her habit of always placing others before herself.
Determined, she turned to Matthew.
Youve got to uncover the real perpetrator, Matthew.
Clear Stellas nbefore her reputation is dragged through the mud.
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Eventually, after much persuasion from Stella, the room emptied.
Just as Stella was about to dial Doreen, the door swung open and Doreen herself appeared.
Stellas face Lit up with relief.
Doreen! Just the person I wanted to see.
I mentioned you during my conversation with the police, and theyve followed up with you already.
Doreen, visibly distressed, shared her disbelief.
How did things escalate so quickly? Who would plan such a cruel schagainst you? Stella avoided the question, her tone laced with concern.
Listen, its best you keep out of this chaos for now.
Keep an eye on the stuand if anything comes up, my mom or Alissa is just a call away.
Dont worry, Stella.
III take good care of the studio, Doreen assured her softly.
With a hesitant tone, Doreen probed further.
Stella, think about it.
Is there anyone you might have upset? Stella paused, searching her memory.
I cant think of anyone.
I dont believe Ive upset anyone, she replied, shaking her head.
Silence enveloped them as Stella delved into her memories, trying to pinpoint the tshe noticed her pen missing.
She retraced her steps, recalling each face she had encountered during that time.
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Slowly, an image of Lindsay emerged in her thoughts. Could she be m involved? Meanwhile, Lindsay was stewing in her apartment, her mood sour. She slumped on her sofa, her features twisted in frustration.
It was clear she had underestimated how deeply rooted Stella was in Matthews heart.
Despite his amnesia, his affections for Stella lingered.
This realization put Lindsay at a disadvantage, and she knew she had to sideline Stella somehow.
Lost in her scheming, Lindsay wheeled herself out of her room and caught snippets of conversation between two maids who had recently joined from the Clark family residence. They spoke highly of Stella.
A plan began to form in Lindsays mind, and she beckoned one of the maids, Katelyn Aston.
Katelyn followed Lindsay into her room with a mix of respect and apprehension.
Working closely with Lindsay had taught her to be were as chanWaxy; her moods as the weather.
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