His Precious Love

Chapter 531

He was fed up with the intense pain in his heart that woke him up at night, leaving him unable to breathe. Seeing

the vacant space in his room only made him even more distressed.

Wyatt closed his eyes and waited for the plane to fly.

Stella was among the other passengers boarding the plane, making their way up the aisle to locate their seats.

She happened to spot Wyatt when she was trying to find her seat.

“Mr. Lopez,” Stella greeted him with a warm smile. “Are you going to Yartran on a business trip, too?”

Wyatt opened his eyes and shot her a cold, disdainful gaze. It appeared as though he was looking down on her.

He then shut his eyes, not bothering to respond to her greeting.

“I apologize for interrupting your rest,” Stella said. She didn't feel awkward at all despite his rude response.

Her seat was on the saw row as Wyatt but on the right side of the aisle.

After putting her luggage in the overhead bin, Stella settled into her seat. She occasionally glanced at Wyatt. Her

warm smile was long gone, and she bore a grim expression.

Wyatt would usually ask his assistant to reserve a first-class ticket for him if he were to go on an overseas business

trip. Why is he flying economy instead? It's a long journey to Yartran. If this is a business trip, he shouldn't be

wearing a suit now. His suit seems wrinkled, so it's obvious he left in a hurry and didn't have time to change out of

his suit.

Stella was a smart woman. Based on Wyatt's disheveled appearance and destination, she deduced he was rushing

to Yartran as he was aware of Jessica's location.

Is he going to the place Jefferson arranged for Jessica or somewhere else? After Jessica disappeared, even my

sponsor's men couldn't find her. I doubt Wyatt knows where she is since he resides in Norwal City, Chanaea. I'm

wondering if he knows where she is.

After the plane took flight, the lights were dimmed. It was quiet, so Stella soon fell asleep.

Over ten hours later, the plane finally landed at Yartran.

Stella followed the other passengers in exiting the plane. She noticed Wyatt didn't have any luggage. He walked

quickly and soon disappeared from sight. His actions merely confirmed her suspicions.

She hastily caught up to him and saw him flagging down a taxi by the road. The taxi took off quickly.

Stella memorized the taxi's license plate. After getting herself a taxi, she told the driver to head to her hotel. She

then changed into a local SIM card and dialed a number.

When the call connected, she recited the license plate of Wyatt's taxi. “This is the taxi Wyatt took. Don't lose them.”

It was past ten at night when Stella finally arrived at the hotel.

After checking into her room, she changed back to her original SIM card and gave Gabriel a call.

“Have you arrived in Yartran?”

“I arrived an hour and a half ago,” Stella replied, sounding exhausted. “It was a tiring flight, so I didn't call you until I

reached the hotel.”

“It's fine. I'm glad you arrived safely.” Gabriel felt bad as she sounded really tired. “You should wash up and get

some rest. The meeting with our business partner is tomorrow morning. I'll give you a morning call tomorrow.”

“Mm.” Stella blew him a kiss. “You should rest early, too. Remember to miss me.”

“Of course. I miss you every day.”

Stella had just hung up when someone rang the doorbell.

Knowing that her boss had dispatched someone to pick her up, she quickly changed her attire and applied makeup

before opening the door.

A man clad in the hotel's uniform was standing outside. “Ms. Zink, my boss sent me here to pick you up.”

“Is he that indiscreet?” Stella joked. “The hotel is full of surveillance cameras. Isn't he afraid someone would check

the surveillance footage?”

The man told her, “Ms. Zink, you will not show up in the surveillance cameras in this hotel.”

Hearing that, Stella relaxed and agreed to leave with him.

She traveled to Yartran under the pretext of a business trip, so she had to return to Chanaea. It was wise to always

be cautious.

Half an hour later, the taxi she was in arrived at the underground car park of a club.

The man escorted Stella to the elevator to reach the top floor. They walked down a circular hallway before coming

to a halt in front of a door.

Stella entered the room to find a large, inviting space with a vibrant but not garish color palette. She immediately

spotted a man sitting on the couch.

The man had a typical Adrunian appearance, with golden hair and bright blue eyes. He reclined on the couch as he

spoke to someone beside him.

Despite his lazy demeanor, he looked like an elegant gentleman. No one could copy his vibe.

The man who brought Stella here came in and told the handsome man, “Sir, she's here.”

Hearing that, the handsome gentleman stopped talking to the person beside him and looked up.

“Ms. Zink.”

He spoke fluent Chanaean, but his tone was haughty and superior. His gaze was filled with disdain as he looked at

Stella, conveying his belief that he was of a higher status.

Stella approached the man with a warm smile, unaffected by his condescending demeanor. She gracefully took a

seat and poured herself a glass of brandy, making a toast by clinking her glass with the glass on the table.

“Mr. Cyrus, let us toast to our first meeting.” She flashed a smile before downing her drink.

Arnaud frowned slightly at her words.

The man who brought Stella over immediately reported softly, “Sir, I told her nothing.”

“I guessed it myself.” Stella didn't seem tipsy even though she had just finished a glass of brandy. She poured

herself another glass. “I checked the number that contacted me earlier and found out about her identity.”

“Oh?” Seemingly interested in her explanation, Arnaud raised his hand to dismiss everyone else.

He raised his chin, gesturing for Stella to continue speaking.

Without hesitation, Stella revealed, “I found out that Dorothy Verlice was the one who sent me to Chanaea to

become a spy in Faymon Group. I then checked where she worked. Once I realized you were Jefferson's brother, it

became clear why I had been sent to be a spy at Faymon Group and who my real boss was.”

She shrugged and continued nonchalantly, “It is easy to find anything through the Internet now. Am I right, Mr.

Cyrus?”

“You're smart. Way too smart.” Arnaud clapped his hands as his lips curled into a smirk. “You investigated me and

discovered that I'm your boss. Ms. Zink, you're amazing!”

Stella raised her glass and chuckled. “You're exaggerating.”

Arnaud rubbed his jaw and mocked, “Your father couldn't defeat Curtis after working for years in Faymon Group.

He's a fool, so I had no idea his daughter could be this smart.”

“Sir, you're right. He's an old fool,” Stella replied as an icy glint appeared in her eyes. “If he's smart, he would've

acknowledged me and asked for my help. That way, he wouldn't have to die.”

In the end, she sighed wistfully. “What a pity his assets were seized.”

Stella was Mathias' illegitimate child, but he had never acknowledged her. He would only occasionally give her

mother some money.

Despite knowing who her father was, Stella never liked him.

Back when Naomi found her and told her about Mathias, she didn't bother showing him any concern. In fact, she

wished he would be jailed so she could inherit his assets.