Chapter 300: Not A Fan Of Coffee

"Young Mistress?" A soft, feeble voice filled the quietness of the room.

A woman who was in her late thirties, stood next to the king sized bed as she waited for her Young Mistress to wake up. She didn't know what to do provided with the current circumstances. There was a man waiting downstairs, claiming that he needed to have an urgent talk with her Young Miss.

The caretaker had tried contacting their Young Master, but his cell phone was out of reach. They were in a dilemma as to what to do with the man. The only option which was left for them was to wake up the Young Mistress and consult it with her. Though they didn't want to disturb her sleep, they weren't left with no other choice.

"Young Mistress?" She spoke up once again to get the sleeping lady's attention and to pull her out of her deep slumber. She was already dreading the outcome of her actions. Her Young Master would probably have her head if he found out about the current situation after returning to home.

"Mmm…" Stella finally shifted a little under the covers and let out an annoyed response. "What is it?"

"I apologize for the disturbance, but there is someone waiting for you downstairs." The maid spoke up in the same soft tone as she bowed her head a little despite knowing the fact that her Young Mistress still hadn't bothered to open her eyes.

"Who is it?" Stella mumbled softly as she stretched her arms in the air. She blinked her eyes slowly as to let them get used to the light while she waited for the maid to answer her..

"The man refuses to talk to anyone beside you. We did try to call Young Master, but his cell phone is out of reach." The maid answered her politely.

"It's fine! I will be downstairs in a while. Till then, make sure that our guest is at ease." Stella spoke up as she made her way out of the covers. She knew that Adam might still be at the base which would explain his cell being out of reach.

"As you say, Young Mistress." The maid bowed her head once again before she made her way out of the room.

Stella looked at her retreating figure and heaved out a tired sigh once she was no longer in her line of sight. It was still weird for her seeing all these servants around. She doubted that she will ever get used to it. She couldn't wait for the day that they would go back to the mansion. It was much less crowded than the ancestral mansion.

Heaving out another sigh, she got out of the bed and made her way to the walk-in closet. She wondered how Adam had managed to fill it with maternity clothes on such a short notice, but it was a good thing as she could wear some loose clothes. She didn't want to risk the news of her pregnancy getting out until they were sure that there was no one left who'd want to harm them or their babies.

She chose black shirt which was two sizes too big for her and paired it with a balck and white striped trouser. Grabbing her other essentials, she made her way to the bathroom. She needed to wash the tiredness off her face before making her way down to entertain their guest.

She was hoping for Adam to return back soon. She never liked interacting with people, but it would not be good either to send the man away without listening to him. If only Adam was there, she wouldn't have to bear it.

"Let's get done with this." She mumbled to herself as she turned on the tap of the basin after hanging her clothes on the rack.

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Fifteen minutes later,

"Good afternoon." Stella spoke up as she made her way into the living room.

A man who was clad in a black three piece suit was sitting leisurely on the sofa. A steaming cup of coffee was placed before her on the glass table. After seeing the lady of the house walking towards him, he stood up to show his respect. After all, he was merely a lawyer.

"Please accept my apologies for disturbing you, but there is something that we need to talk about." He spoke up in a humble tone.

"I am all ears." Stella added as her steps came to a stop. She settled down on the couch across him as she motioned him to follow the suite. "Please."

He nodded his head in a yes and sat down back on the couch. "My name is Stanly." He introduced himself.

"So, Mr. Stanly, may I ask why are you here?" Stella spoke up as she crossed her right leg over her left. Her eyes trailed to the mug of coffee which was left untouched. "Not a big fan of coffee, I assume." She added before shifting his attention to the man.

"I was just waiting for the host to arrive." He shook his head before picking up the mug. "Let's get to the main point." He muttered after taking a sip of the warm rich liquid.

Stella nodded her head in a yes. The more quickly she got done with it, the faster she could go back into the comforts of her bed. She wondered how she managed to sleep this much?

"I am a lawyer by profession, but instead of dealing with my client's regular lawsuits, I tend to look after his personal ones." He spoke up after taking another sip of his coffee.

"And who exactly is that client you are talking about?" Stella could tell that he was only here because someone asked him to do so. But what made her curious was the identity of his client. Who wanted to disturb the peace of her life now that Taylor was gone?

"Mr. Taylor Carston." The man answered her.

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