Raymond was momentarily surprised."Sir, your headaches are back? But you haven’t had a single episode since Miss Rivers made that custom aromatherapy blend for you. How is that possible…?"Percy froze. "Stellar made an aromatherapy blend? What are you talking about?"Raymond hesitated for a moment before answering. "The scent she used to infuse into your clothes every day. “Oh, and there was also some in your car—it was hidden inside the charm that came with the lucky cat figurine she gave you. “Miss Rivers blended the fragrance herself, and none of us knew the exact formula."Percy’s head snapped up.Since Stellar left, the household staff had been handling his clothes. The familiar scent had disappeared, replaced by something different.And his car…His gaze flicked to the dashboard. The spot where the small good luck charm had once sat was now occupied by a tacky golden saint statue—something Yvonne insisted on replacing it with after throwing the original one away.Raymond kept
For years, he hadn’t experienced pain like this. Now, it felt as if something was relentlessly hammering against his skull.The medication was out of the question, and even after Raymond spent a long time massaging his temples, the agony refused to subside.His vision started to blur, splitting into double images.With no other option, Percy reluctantly called Stellar, hoping to get the formula from her."Sorry, the number you have dialed…"His expression darkened.Right. He was blocked.Grinding his teeth, he ended the call and turned to Raymond, holding out his hand."Give me your phone."Feeling the heavy pressure radiating from Percy’s cold demeanor, Raymond didn’t dare ask questions. He quickly handed his phone over.Percy punched in a number he knew by heart and called again.This time, the line rang for a few seconds before being answered."Hello, who is this?"Stellar’s cool, clear voice came through, crisp as a mountain spring, instantly easing some of the tension in his che
That afternoon, as Stellar stepped out of the library, a slender figure suddenly emerged from the bustling crowd, blocking her path. "You’re Stellar Rivers, right?" The woman in front of her had wavy, styled hair and a designer handbag slung over her shoulder. Arms crossed, her expression was haughty and condescending. She looked to be in her early twenties, clearly a student, and somewhat familiar. "And you are?" "I’m Camille Dawson, a graduate student under Professor Stone." Camille sized her up, her gaze dripping with disdain. "I heard you graduated two years ago, yet now you’re back, acting like you belong here, taking the same exam as us to get into Professor Stone’s latest research team. I can’t help but wonder—what kind of strings did you pull? You must be really talented." Her tone was laced with sarcasm. But Stellar remained unfazed, her expression calm as she countered, "Is there a rule that says alumni can’t return for further studies?" Camille let out a
The memories replayed in her mind, each scene striking at her heart like a sharp blade.But now, she was no longer the person she used to be.She had the courage to face this head-on. She would never be the weak, helpless girl who let others trample over her. Giving in would only allow the schemers to win and give them more reason to gloat.She paused briefly, then spoke, her voice calm and unwavering."Do you really think a single photo is enough to spread rumors and condemn me?"Her clear, steady voice carried through the air like a gentle stream, silencing the murmuring crowd.Camille was caught off guard for a moment, but quickly lifted the photograph again, her expression smug."This picture alone is proof that your relationship with him isn’t ordinary. What else is there to argue?""I don’t need to argue. I just need to point out one fact."Stellar raised an eyebrow, then asked coolly,"The day you took this picture, why didn’t you mention that Professor Stone was there too? Th
The day of the exam arrived quickly.Stellar woke up early, dressed in a crisp white button-up and jeans, and tied her hair into a sleek ponytail with a headband. She looked every bit the perfect, diligent student.After twirling in front of the mirror with satisfaction, she headed downstairs.At the dining table, Mary had prepared a special breakfast—a double-yolk egg with ham—her face full of warmth."Miss, good luck! You’re going to ace this exam."The familiar gesture, a tradition she had seen countless times, stirred an unexpected wave of emotion in Stellar.It reminded her of the days when she was still in the Harlow family. Back then, before they knew her true identity, her adoptive mother had cared for her just as sincerely. She had also prepared eggs and ham before important exams, wishing her success.But those days were long gone.Pushing aside the memories, Stellar wrapped Mary in a tight hug."Thank you, Mary. I’ll take all the luck I can get."This feeling—being cared
"Correct answer."A flicker of shock crossed Camille’s eyes.Stellar actually got it right?It must have been a lucky guess.Didn’t Yvonne say she had spent the last two years doing nothing but chasing after men? How could she possibly still be keeping up?The instructor quickly moved on to the second and third questions.And every single time, before anyone else had a chance to fully process the problem, Stellar had already pressed the buzzer, delivering the correct answer without hesitation.Camille’s expression finally shifted.Her fingers curled into fists, her nails digging into her palms. There was no way Stellar was guessing all of them right.By the fourth question, Camille straightened in her seat, sharpening her focus."Regarding the structural components of a mechanical system, which principle must be applied…"This one was noticeably harder than the previous ones.Even after carefully analyzing it, ten full seconds passed, and Camille still couldn’t figure out the answer.
Just as Camille was basking in her silent triumph, Stellar finally lifted her head, her bright eyes curving with an easy confidence."I was just considering how to phrase my response accurately," she said calmly. "Because, in reality, this question has two possible answers, meaning there are two correct solutions."A ripple of shock spread through the room.Even the professor’s expression shifted, his interest visibly piqued."Miss Rivers, can you explain what the two solutions are?" he asked, leaning forward.Without hesitation, Stellar articulated both possibilities with perfect clarity.The professor glanced down at the answer key, then nodded in satisfaction.The room fell into stunned silence.Even Camille stood frozen, her face paling in disbelief.How was this happening?!Behind the observation monitors, Victor burst into laughter, his face beaming with pride."Did you see that?" he said, still grinning. "That’s my student. She never fails to exceed expectations!"Beside him, S
"But with so many fools doubting her, even if we believe in her, it won’t be enough to convince everyone," Victor said, his expression clouded with frustration."That’s easy," Stephen replied, raising an eyebrow. "Activate Plan B."…Back in the exam hall, the instructor was caught in the middle of a growing crisis, unsure of how to handle the situation.Just then, someone entered from the doorway, handing him a fresh exam paper along with a whispered message.The instructor let out a quiet sigh of relief, nodded, and turned back to the class."Everyone, quiet down," he announced as he stepped onto the podium, placing the paper on the desk with a firm slap."Since so many of you are questioning whether Miss Rivers cheated, but lack any real proof, we’ll settle this with another test. “This new set of five advanced questions has been created just now by Victor Stone and Stephen Ward. If she can answer them, that should be enough proof for everyone. What do you say?"The room fell into
"Stellar, I really need to thank you." Autumn’s tone was sincere. "There’s no need for that, Autumn. I just did what anyone should’ve done." Stellar couldn’t explain it, but something about Autumn made her feel warm, almost protective. "Stellar…" Just then, Laurence approached from the side. Autumn turned instinctively at the sound of his voice. The moment their eyes met, both froze. That strange sense of familiarity surged again in Laurence’s chest. The closer he got, the stronger it felt. Stellar quickly stepped forward and took his arm. "Grandpa, let me introduce you."This is Ms. Autumn Lane, Keith’s aunt—the one I told you about. She’s always been kind to me. She even gave me an emerald pendant as a welcome gift when we first met!"Autumn, this is my grandfather." Autumn was the first to snap out of it, pushing aside the strange feeling in her chest. "Mr. Rivers, it’s an honor. I’ve heard so much about you. I really appreciate you taking the time to help ide
The manager turned to her in shock, clearly about to say something, but Keith stopped him with a single look."You’ve got some sense, I’ll give you that. At least you know I’m not someone you can afford to offend." The wealthy woman sneered smugly, then barked at the manager, "Well? Hurry up and get these things packed for me!"The manager looked troubled, but before he could respond, Stellar spoke up with a cheerful smile. "Ma’am, you can take them, sure, but we’ll need your signature and fingerprints first. These three antiques are each worth over two million. “If it turns out someone took them without the owner’s permission, it’ll go straight to court. And that’s a serious offense—major fraud with a possibly of a life sentence."Her tone was breezy, but the words sent a chill down the woman’s spine. "Wh-What are you trying to say? Are you threatening me?""Oh no, not threatening. Just stating the facts. If you’ve got the owner's permission, there’s nothing to worry about, right?"
"This is…" Laurence’s eyes lit up instantly. He leaned in, examining the piece carefully for a long moment before exclaiming, "This piece is from the early 1700s—right around the time of the Baroque period. I remember coming across it in historical archives..."Once the topic turned to his area of expertise, Laurence became animated, his voice filled with energy as he explained.A small crowd began to gather, drawn by his enthusiasm and deep knowledge.Stellar, who actually recognized many of the antiques herself, chose to play along, feigning curiosity. When Laurence finished, she pointed to another item. "What about this one, Grandpa?"He turned and his eyes lit up even more. "That’s an artifact from the early medieval period, likely from the 8th or 9th century. It’s absolutely priceless."He launched into another detailed explanation.Stellar kept the conversation going, asking thoughtful questions one after another, giving Laurence the chance to fully shine. Applause broke
When they stepped out of the car, Keith was already waiting outside.Guests coming and going couldn't help but glance his way—tall, poised, and impeccably dressed, he was instantly recognizable. Several people greeted him with polite smiles and nods.Keith returned the gestures with a cool, distant air, his smile polite but faint.But the moment he spotted Stellar and Laurence, a flicker of warmth lit up his eyes. Cutting through the crowd, he greeted them with uncharacteristic enthusiasm."Mr. Rivers, Stellar, you're here! Come on, I’ll take you inside."Guests nearby were visibly surprised by his sudden shift in demeanor, their curious gazes drifting to Stellar and her grandfather.Their composure and presence were impossible to miss.A few who had previously met Laurence found themselves stunned.Could the Rivers and Sinclair families be tying the knot soon?Unaware of the speculation swirling around them, Stellar followed Keith inside with her grandfather.The moment she stepped
Though a little disappointed, Keith didn’t push further. "Then let me give you a ride home.""No need, Mr. Sinclair. With me here, I’ll make sure Stellar gets home safely,” Stephen finally spoke, his voice cool and composed. "Yeah, we’re heading in the same direction anyway. No need to trouble you," Stellar added with a polite smile.Keith clenched his fists slightly, frustration flashing through him.Damn Stephen. The only reason he got this far was because he made the first move.Keith had even considered moving closer to Stellar’s neighborhood. But he’d held back, worried it might come off as too deliberate and push her further away instead. It was not worth the risk.In the end, he gave a casual wave and turned to walk away, doing his best to play it cool.It was fine. They’d be seeing each other again soon anyway.…After Keith left, Stellar and Stephen got into the car. On the ride back, Stephen finally broke the silence."You’re being too nice to him."Stellar blinked a
Now that the truth was out, netizens finally saw the full picture and reacted with outrage and clarity:"No wonder I thought the book was just average, but everyone online was hyping it like crazy. Turns out, it was all bots!""I left one comment about the poor plot logic and got attacked by a swarm of fake accounts. I thought I poked a hornet’s nest—turns out they were just panicking.""Compared to that, After Dawn is gripping, suspenseful, and logically tight. Star Luna really is in a league of her own and always has been.""I went to her signing today—she’s even more stunning in person! Smart, talented, and graceful… no wonder people are jealous."The entire incident ended up boosting Stellar’s reputation. Support flooded in, and even readers who hadn’t been interested in this genre started checking out her novel, only to find themselves completely hooked.In no time, After Dawn soared to the top of the site’s trending chart.As for Tori, the one who orchestrated the sabotage from
Even though acknowledging it meant giving credit to a rival, Keith had no intention of claiming what wasn’t his.Besides, if he kept it quiet and Stephen ended up telling Stellar the full story later—with a few embellishments to make himself look better—it’d all backfire anyway.Stellar froze for a second, then looked at Stephen in surprise.So, was it because she’d casually mentioned the issue before that Stephen took it to heart and made preparations ahead of time?The moment their eyes met—his gaze warm and steady—something soft bloomed in her chest."Thank you. Both of you."She truly meant it.Her connection with Stephen didn’t need words to be understood.As for Keith, she genuinely considered him a good friend now.Just as they stepped out of the hall, a wave of reporters from the neighboring signing event rushed toward them."Miss Rivers, it's been said that your friend paid to hire a crowd of fake fans to boost your signing event. Care to explain?""A group that large showing
Seeing how calm and composed Stellar was, Larry finally let out a breath of relief.At exactly two o’clock, the signing event officially began.A pair of hands slid a book across the table toward her, followed by a familiar deep voice above her head."Star Luna, would you sign your name for me? I’ll treasure it for the rest of my life."Stellar looked up and was met with Stephen’s handsome face. She couldn’t help the smile that bloomed on her lips.After signing her name on the first page, she added a note: To: my dear Stephen, followed by a little heart.When Stephen took the book back and saw what she wrote, a soft, lingering smile rose in his eyes.The chemistry between them was so sweet it practically clung to the air—enough to make anyone nearby cringe from the sugar overload.Readers began to trickle in. At first, there were only a dozen or so. After getting their books signed, they quietly left, making the event feel rather sparse.The reporters kept snapping photos, clearly
"It’s not even close. I checked that book out myself. It’s nowhere near as good as yours," Larry said firmly. "And it didn’t even have that title originally. It’s clearly trying to ride your wave. All the trending buzz? “That’s paid promotion, no doubt about it. There’s serious backing behind it."Stellar couldn’t help but laugh, though she wasn’t really upset about being overshadowed."Alright, alright. Don’t get worked up. Let’s just let things play out," she said, trying to calm him before ending the call.That evening, while out to dinner with Stephen, she brought it up in a teasing tone.Stephen listened quietly, thoughtful for a moment, as if something had just clicked in his mind.Soon, the day of the signing arrived.With Stephen by her side, Stellar arrived at the hall right on time.A group of reporters had already gathered. The moment they spotted her, they swarmed in.Thankfully, Stephen stepped in front of her, shielding her from the worst of it. With him there, no one