Stella Monroe swallowed such a large sum of money without Henry Stanton knowing, which means she didn’t have much true affection for him either.
Originally, she thought they were truly in love, after all, marrying her own sister’s husband wasn’t exactly honorable.
Now it seems Stella Monroe has her own agenda, and perhaps Henry Stanton is just a pawn for her.
Once this matter is dug up deeply, she doesn’t believe Stella Monroe can continue living well with Henry Stanton.
The moment the call ended, her assistant called again.
Summer Monroe asked somewhat unexpectedly, "You found out so quickly?"
Assistant: "No, there’s another matter I forgot to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Someone here has been investigating your identity lately, almost reaching your company. Luckily, I found out in time and cut off his line."
"Investigating me?" Summer Monroe’s temples throbbed twice, and she asked, "Is it Stella Monroe?"
"No, I traced back the person’s identity. He wasn’t deliberately hiding his identity, so I quickly found out. The person’s name is Julian Kingston. He’s the CEO of JH Group."
"Julian Kingston? I don’t know him..." Summer paused and said, "Whoever it is, don’t let him find out my identity. I can’t reveal any identity now."
"Yes!"
The call ended, and Summer Monroe silently repeated Julian Kingston’s name twice in her mind.
The name was unfamiliar; she confirmed she didn’t know this person.
Could he be sent by Stella Monroe to investigate her?
But JH Group is also a globally renowned tech company, and Stella Monroe shouldn’t have the ability to make the CEO of JH appear to investigate her.
So why investigate her?
Summer Monroe didn’t think further. She spent considerable effort and resources to hide her identity, and she’s sure that even if someone wanted to check, they’d only find her fake identity — a country girl who grew up in the countryside, Summer Monroe.
Yet the fact that someone could investigate abroad left her slightly uneasy.
Meanwhile, the people Stella Monroe sent out finally returned.
When Stella Monroe received the call, she consciously avoided Henry Stanton, finding a secluded corner to answer.
"Hello?" she asked gently, "You’re back already?"
"Yes. Luna, I want to see you..."
A trace of tenderness flickered in Stella Monroe’s eyes, and she said, "I know, I miss you too. Tonight, Henry is taking me and Clarissa out to dinner. I’ll find a way to get him drunk, send him home, and then come to you."
"See you at the usual place."
"Okay..." Stella Monroe’s voice was as soft as water, as if it could melt someone.
Even though she’s in her forties, she maintained her looks well. Though not as beautiful as her sister Luna Monroe, her appearance was still quite lovely, and she’s a typical obedient housewife who very much knows how to please a man.
This is also one of the reasons Henry Stanton has not been with another woman since his second marriage.
However, Henry Stanton doesn’t know — only a woman who doesn’t love a man can endlessly tolerate and appease a man.
Night quickly fell.
Including Summer Monroe, the family of four went to a well-known Japanese restaurant in Crestfall for a meal.
During the meal, Summer Monroe keenly noticed that Stella Monroe seemed to be getting Henry Stanton drunk.
What was Stella Monroe up to?
She pretended not to notice anything, holding her soda a bit tighter.
Henry Stanton, oblivious, only felt it was a good day and welcomed drink after drink of Dassai sake.
The alcohol content of Dassai isn’t high, but after several consecutive cups, Henry Stanton was drunk and began to talk nonsense.
"I’ll tell you all! The thing I hate most, as Henry Stanton, is betrayal. If any of you dares to betray me, I’ll skin you alive!"
Listening to these words, Stella Monroe tightened her grip slightly with some guilt.
"Ahem..."
She coughed lightly, supporting Henry Stanton, saying, "You’ve had too much to drink, and it’s getting late. Let’s go back. The kids still have things to do tomorrow."
"Right! Right! All got shoots, need to make money... let’s go home, we’ll go home now!"
Henry Stanton was terrifyingly excited, but as soon as he got into the car, he slept like a dead pig, unshakable by thunder.
Summer Monroe pretended to be sleepy too, closing her eyes as soon as she got in the car, feigning sleep.
During this time, she noticed Stella Monroe continuously looking at her phone, sending messages.
Stella Monroe must be hiding something!