The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1834

Stella didn't hold back. Foreman collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

As the bookshelf door slowly closed, Stella slipped into the secret passage.

The moment she stepped inside, the bookshelf behind her slid shut without a sound.

The corridor was cold and narrow. The wall sconces on either side cast a ghostly yellow glow, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

Just then, Stella saw a room ahead whose door had not yet closed. The walls inside were plastered with her photos.

There were recent ones and some from long ago, pictures of her at banquets and candid shots from her daily life.

Every single photo was of her.

A pile of her pictures also sat on a nearby table.

The room's dim lighting gave it a sinister, terrifying feel.

Seeing the room full of her photos, a chill spread from Stella's limbs through her entire body.

No wonder Foreman was capable of such extreme acts.

He was truly unhinged.

With that thought, Stella wasted no more time and continued forward.

After walking for what felt like a long time, the path ahead gradually brightened.

At the same time, her surroundings opened up.

Stella saw the light from a doorway.

A surge of joy rose in her heart.

However, when she reached the door, she was greeted by an identical set of locks: passcode, fingerprint, and iris scan.

Foreman was nothing if not cautious.

Stella knew that leaving through the main entrance was almost impossible.

She stood in thought for a moment, then returned to the room filled with her photos.

She had found the room too unsettling before and hadn't inspected it carefully.

This time, she turned on the light and meticulously checked every corner.

The music box strings were the password lock.

And the melody she had just played was the first few notes of "Moonlight."

Stella looked up to see the dark ceiling sliding apart, letting light stream down.

At the same time, a ladder slowly descended.

Stella's heart skipped a beat.

While the other door was likely real, using it as an exit would have been too conspicuous and easily attract attention. It was far more stealthy to enter from within the house.

After climbing the ladder, Stella found herself in Foreman's bedroom.

This bedroom was much more normal than the one below.

The decor and ornaments were unremarkable, and there was no trace of her presence.

Stella opened the door and walked out of Foreman's room.

The upstairs was a normal house, without all the passcodes and security gates.