Three days later, I received a call from someone rather unexpected.
It was Stella.
She spoke with the same haughty tone, looking down on me as usual.
"Jules, can't you come up with a more sophisticated tactic? It was just a wedding anniversary. Was all this drama really necessary? Now you've got Andrew and Ryan chasing after you. Fine, have your little moment of triumph. But know when to stop. Don't be so ungrateful. Send Andrew back immediately, or don't blame me for taking matters into my own hands."
Listening to her threats, I couldn't help but laugh.
I quietly pressed record on my phone and fired back. "Must've been hard playing nanny to those two, huh?"
Father and son had unpredictable tempers and didn't like servants touching their personal things.
Stella was momentarily speec
