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Stella didn't have time to consider things. Who took those pictures and sent them to Clarence troubled her more now. When she went outside yesterday after having hot pot with Jude, she saw nobody. She then sensed that someone was trailing them, though. Her sixth sense did not function as she had anticipated. It seemed like someone was actually pursuing her.

However, who was it? For what reason did the photographer provide Clarence the photos?

"What are you thinking about?" John gazed at her naively, blinking her eyes. Though Stella had not seen him in a while, she was now alone and had no one to confide in. She would die of rage if she held back any longer.

"Tell me, what kind of person would harm you in general?" was all she could say.

John rolled his eyes at Stella after hearing that, saying, "Your inquiry is silly. Those who are envious of you, of course! or the person you threatened out of curiosity!"

Stella choked. That was logical.

"Are you ready for this? What's the