Love At The Next Stop Novel

Chapter 56 Like So Many Men

Stella thought wrong about her father. It was a week later when she found out he went to see Miles. Miles called for her and handed her a check that amounted to three million six hundred and eighty thousand, much to her shock. The amount alone told her her father had something to do with it, but she didn’t know when or where her father had met Miles. He’s fast. Did Dad manage to threaten him? So he’s worried that the marriage contract would be void, huh?

“Here’s your father’s money. Take it to him,” he told her in nonchalance while writing on a document.

“How could you help him?” She gritted her teeth. “He’s desperate. Obviously he doesn’t care about Zane’s company anymore. How can you help his betrayal?”

“He asked for help. I can’t refuse, can I?” He looked up at her quizzically, dousing her anger.

“This is my family’s problem, and I’ll handle it myself. Perfectly, if I may add,” she spat. She was planning on going to Murdough to tell Zane about her father’s request. She thought he would agree, since he shared a decent relationship with her father, even if he and Stella’s marriage wasn’t. She had thought about it. Since Zane couldn’t manage the company, it would be dangerous if too much money was in it. If Stella understood it, then Zane would, too. There wouldn’t be any conflict.

She shouldn’t be angry, but she was, and only she knew the reason for that.

“Your family’s problem?” Miles gave her a cold look and leaned back against his chair. “Your father said I’m his family when he came begging for help,” he drawled.

Stella noticed the mockery in his voice, and she sneered. “Principles, President Grant. Kicking someone while he’s down is immoral. He should’ve at least talked to Zane if he wanted his money back. This is just nefarious, and he had no reason to ask for your help!”

Tears welled up in Stella’s eyes because of anger and shame.

Miles slowly went up to her. “I didn’t know you’re such a moral character, Miss Johansson. But he had a reason,” Miles said darkly. He stared into her eyes, piercing through her.

what was it?” Stella’s obstinance flared, and she

too. “Because I f*cked you,” he answered, his voice

it turned scarlet. Miles having sex with her was the best way to threaten him. She didn’t know how her father found out about the affair, but using her private issue as a

could do anything. If he wanted Zane’s company, he could take it at any time. Overwhelmed by rage, she

impulsive. Why did I fight my own boss? She would have been fired in any other company, for she hurled all her anger at him. Aside from her lack

he sounded panicked. “Do you have time right now, Stella? Zack’s teacher called me and said he fainted. Can you take him to the hospital

in. When he sent her the location, she looked at the time. There was half an hour left

it was a serious matter, they had to talk to Zachariah’s guardian. Stella and Zachariah’s nanny sent the boy to the hospital as soon as they could, registering him under pediatrics. The boy went for a checkup and had an IV drip

was in panic mode, for it was the first time she was handling a sick child. His parents were absent, and she was worried she might do anything wrong. She didn’t know if Zachariah was allergic to any meds, nor did she know if he had been administered an IV drip before. They wasted a lot of time there, since the doctor

worried that the signs of allergy wouldn’t show that soon, and she was worried something would go wrong. Trepidation welled up

either. Even though she had taken care of the boy for a while, she never took him to the hospital, so

on a plane. She wanted to let him see the details of Zachariah’s meds, but she had to wait, thus sat before

rush two hours later, and Stella went up to him. “Here’s the details of the IV drip. See if anything’s not supposed to be

the details together nervously, and Matthew said, “It’s fine. Nothing’s

sigh of relief. “I was worried sick.” She patted her chest, then someone came to see Zachariah. He was about to knock on the door when he saw them standing together. From the corner of her eye,

to see Miles at the ward’s doorstep. He turned to him. “You’re here,

front of Zachariah’s bed, looking

Matthew, “The drip’s almost finished. I’ll get the nurse at the reception.” Then she left,

Zachariah. Matthew mumbled, “She couldn’t have run into trouble, could she? I’ll text her.” He whipped out his phone and started texting Stella. Miles glanced at it and saw the photo she

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