Chapter 91 - Three Or Four Sizes Too Big (2/2)

”What else could I expect from a lowly secretary like you?” Rachel scoffed as she sat on the other couch, opposite to Stella. ”Where's Adam?”

”He's not home.” Stella replied picking up a newspaper from the table.

”Who the hell do you think you are to call this place home?” Rachel frowned hearing the way she had referred to the place as. ”It's his home. Not yours.”

”Where's he?” Rachel asked her again when she didn't hear a reply.

”Italy.” Stella replied with a single word, flipping through the pages of the newspaper.

”Then what are you doing here if he's not even here in the country?” Rachel was seeing red everywhere. 'Who does this slut think she is to treat this place as if she owns it?'

”I am not answerable to you about where I stay or why?” Stella replied to her calmly. She was more focused on solving the crossword puzzle before her.

”What did he even see in you?” Rachel added haughtily. Her eyes trailed up and down on Stella who was wearing a loose off-white button down shirt with a pair of gray ripped jeans. The shirt was clearly three or four sizes too big for her. One could tell that it wasn't hers. She looked like a kitten who was put in a sack.

Stella only shrugged in response. She was in no mood to entertain the evil witch sitting across her.

”Let me tell you one thing clearly. I will make Adam mine, sooner or later. I will make him realize the mistake he had made by choosing you over me. You can enjoy this luxury till then because it won't last long for you.” Rachel smirked.

”Are you done?” Stella finally raised her head from the newspaper and looked at her with her an impassive face. ”If yes, then I will be going to have my breakfast. If not, I will still be going to have my breakfast. I would have asked you to join me, but you just said that this place doesn't belong to me, so it won't be appropriate.” Stella continued, standing up from the couch.

”I wish you best of luck for your plans and all. I hope I don't see you again.” Stella added as she made her way towards the dining room, leaving a seething Rachel behind. If it was something humanly possible then one could have seen smoke coming out of her ears.

Rachel stomped out of the mansion once Stella was out of her sight, burning with rage. ”I will ruin your life, you b****.” She muttered under her breath, gritting her teeth.