CHAPTER 55: CHAPTER 55: HE CAN SPOIL WHOMEVER HE WANTS

Felix Jennings breathed heavily as he unbuckled his belt, speaking at the same time.

He pressed down on Stella Monroe.

Stella Monroe’s body seemed to have turned into a puddle; she couldn’t push Felix Jennings away.

In fact, she didn’t really want to.

Henry Stanton appeared to be macho on the surface, but in bed, he was as lifeless as a salted fish, and she always had to pretend to enjoy it.

Only Felix Jennings could truly satisfy her.

Never mind, forget about that bitch Summer for now, talk about it later.

Stella Monroe willingly removed her last piece of clothing...

After an intense bout of passion, both were covered in sweat.

The afterglow of their intimacy lingered in the bedroom as Felix Jennings sat at the head of the bed and lit a cigarette, sighing contentedly.

Stella Monroe wrapped herself with a quilt and lazily asked, "Can we talk business now? What have you found out?"

Felix Jennings flicked off the cigarette ash, saying, "I don’t know why you’re so tense; she’s just a country girl born and raised."

Stella Monroe’s brows furrowed instantly, and she sat up directly to ask, "What? You didn’t find anything, did you?"

Felix Jennings tossed the cigarette, turned to kiss Stella Monroe again, but she pushed him away.

"Spit it out!" Stella Monroe’s voice was icy, a precursor to anger.

Felix Jennings paused, not daring to fool around further, and said seriously, "That girl, the people in the village all know her, said she grew up there. I also checked her school records; she attended elementary, middle, and high school there. Her graduation certificates are all there; there’s absolutely no mistake."

Stella Monroe was silent for a few seconds before asking, "What about her teachers? Did you interrogate them?"

Felix Jennings nodded, "Asked her high school homeroom teacher. They said she had good grades but performed poorly in exams, so she got into a third-rate college, which is now defunct because it was so bad."

Stella Monroe’s brows furrowed deeply into a "川".

Could it be that she overestimated Summer, that Summer was really just a wild country girl?

Felix Jennings snuggled up again, "Stella, she’s just a girl; you think too highly of her. She might be a bit clever, but do you really think she can escape your grasp?"

Stella Monroe hesitated and said, "But Henry Stanton values her more than Clarissa now! How can I not be anxious? And she seems to have an unclear relationship with Damian Knight. I can’t just watch her continue like this."

"Why not?" Felix Jennings whispered into her ear, "In half a year, the Stanton Group will be ours. By then, does it really matter who Henry Stanton dotes on? Why worry so much?"

"But..." Stella Monroe’s eyes still showed concern.

Henry Stanton was not as foolish as he appeared. When the Monroe Family first became part of the Stanton Family, many of the Monroe relatives tried to drive Henry Stanton out.

But Henry Stanton forcibly suppressed them and even managed to recruit those people.

This shows that Henry Stanton has his own methods.

Her current need for Henry Stanton’s favor was also to secretly consolidate these connections and prevent internal conflicts from arising again.

However, Felix Jennings had no idea about her considerations. He whispered, "If you really can’t stand her, I’ll make another move on her. Last time on the sea, she got lucky, but in Crestfall, I don’t believe she’ll be so lucky again..."

Stella Monroe pressed her temples, feeling a bit of a headache, and said, "Let me think about it."

"Stop thinking, let’s go another round..."