Chapter 15 : Fantastic!

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" Are you kidding with me ?"
She was waiting for him to mistreat her so she could confront him, this request was truly surprising for her.
"Say, do you accept or not ?"
"You're truly foolish. Why would I accept an offer from a rude person like you ?"
He replied with a cunning smile," Actually, you have no choice. If you don't, you'll end up telling your story in prison."
"So, you're going to frame me !"
"What a slander, I saw you with my own eyes getting out of my carriage."
Stella cursed internally," Bastard, he speaks with complete confidence, he must be someone of some stature."
"Come on, decide quickly, I don't have time."
Stella thought, " It's like you left me other options."
"Well, I accept your offer."
"That's good, you're thinking in a good way."
He turned to the person with him, saying,
"We will return."
The other replied Respectfully," As your wish, Sir."
Stella got in the carriage with them, all the way she was looking at this person in front of her, thinking about how it all came to this.
" I don't know why I have to meet personnes who make strange offers, and the strangest thing is that I have to accept, damn it, I have no solution, even if I didn't meet him, I would be in trouble, I have to find a place to stay. Uh, it's all because of that girl."
At the same time, he was also thinking," I don't know if she is suitable or not."
After a while, the carriage had not stopped yet, Stella looked out the window, it seemed that they had moved away from the city gatherings.
"What a person, he didn't even ask for my name."
She looked out the window again. They had entered through a large gate, resembling an entrance to a mansion.
The carriage finally came to a stop, after they got off, he said,  "Follow me."
As they passed through the gate, Stella was amazed by what she saw. It wasn't just a large house ; it's a palace.
The majestic mansion stood regally, resembling a palace with its exquisite architecture.
Adorned in pristine white and lavish gold accents, it exuded opulence at every corner.  Surrounding the palace is a vast garden, filled with servants who work fast.
" So you're a master here, now I know where all that arrogance comes from."
The two of them went inside, at that moment Stella opened her eyes wide, it was something fantastic.
Inside the luxurious and grand mansion, gleaming staircases lead to various levels adorned with opulent furnishings.
A team of maids gracefully carry dishes to the kitchen, evoking an aura reminiscent of palaces from fairy tales.
There were several elaborate engravings on the walls, depicting various types and shapes of flowers.
Like mural paintings, the presence of laurel leaves dominated the forefront of the drawings on each wall.
Stella had been displaced in the masterfully painted until Adam's voice interrupted her," Don't be displaced like that, I will take you to meet someone right now."
" Who am I going to meet ?"
He ignored her and opened the door of the room in front of them.
There were two people in the room, two women, one was sitting on the sofa, and the other standing next to her.
An elderly woman with hair as white as snow, yet she maintains a vibrant, healthy appearance. She exudes elegance, sitting gracefully on the couch, radiating wisdom and sophistication.
Despite her age, her attire reflects impeccable taste, and her presence adds an aura of tranquility and refinement to the room, akin to a living masterpiece of timeless beauty and grace.
Next to her stands her maid, elegant yet modest, noticeably younger in her thirties. Her simplicity in attire complements her graceful demeanor.
As soon as she saw Adam, the older woman smiled, and said in a warm voice," Here you are back, I was just asking about you."
At the same time, the maid greeted him, saying ," Welcome Back, Mr. Adam."
Stella was standing behind him and looking only silently, she noticed that the maid was examining her with a sideways glance.
"It's a habit among  women here, it seems. Well that doesn't matter, it's not a harmless thing , so I don't care."

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