Chapter 193: James’ Anger

“Get her out of here!” he barked, and his men quickly but gently lifted Stella’s limp form and carried her to James’ waiting car. As they sped away from the scene, James cast a worried glance at Stella’s pale face. “Hold on, my love,” he murmured. “I’m taking you home.” The ornate wooden doors of the mansion’s study swung open, and Stella found herself ushered into the lavish room, her heart pounding. James stood there, his expression a mix of relief and apprehension. “Stella…” he breathed, taking a step towards her. But Stella held up a hand, her eyes narrowing. “Was it your mother?” she asked, her voice cold and unwavering. James hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly. “Yes,” he admitted, his gaze downcast. “She… she’s the one who orchestrated the whole thing.” Stella’s jaw tightened, her suspicions confirmed. “I should have known,” she said, her voice laced with bitter disappointment. “After all these years, she’s still trying to hurt us.” James took another step forward,