So many things had already changed compared to her past life; she had to be more careful.
Besides, the person backing Evelina had yet to be identified.
And there were no new leads on the Sinclair family either.
These threats hung over her head like a guillotine, ready to drop at any moment. She knew it was dangerous, but she had to uncover the truth.
“Lemira.”
Lemira saw Stella slowly approaching and was a little surprised. “What are you doing here today?”
“My family sent me. I heard the AI project is researching prosthetics, so I wanted to see if there was anything suitable for my uneven leg length.”
Stella spoke of her leg calmly, not trying to hide anything in front of Lemira.
Lemira glanced at Stella’s foot. “It’s not impossible. Would you mind getting tested on the equipment? I could collect some data to study back at the lab. Maybe I can develop something.”
“Sure.”
But just as Stella agreed, Asher rushed over to stop them. “Come by the Langston Group sometime. I can arrange for someone to take your measurements there. But taking off your shoes to get tested here, with so many people watching, isn’t appropriate.”
Asher felt it was embarrassing.
Although everyone knew about Stella’s leg, her custom-made shoes usually made the issue unnoticeable if she walked slowly.
But if she took off her shoes, it would be glaringly obvious.
Most of the people here today were industry peers and investors. Some of them would definitely recognize Stella, and there would undoubtedly be whispers.
Stella’s expression turned awkward for a moment before she nodded. “Alright.”
But Lemira held Stella’s hand. “It’s just a data test. What’s so inappropriate about it? Plenty of people are getting tested.”
Asher lowered his voice. “But haven’t you seen? The ones being tested are all amputees. Is Stella the same? People will talk.”
“I think the only one afraid of people talking is you.”
If Stella didn’t mind and no one else cared, why did Asher?
Lemira looked at him. This man had always seen Stella’s disability as a source of shame.
Stella’s lips curled into a cold smile as she looked at Asher. “It seems they’re not very willing.”
Asher’s face immediately hardened. “What did you two promise me at home?”
Remembering that he still needed Asher’s money for his wedding, Evander finally spoke up. “I’m sorry, Ms. Waverly. It was all my fault. I took it upon myself to give your dress to Eve.”
Asher then turned to Evelina. “You’ve always been the most sensible one in the family. Don’t disappoint me.”
Evelina was about to explode from frustration.
But she still needed Asher to continue his partnership with PZ Group, so she couldn't afford to burn this bridge. With a wronged expression, she said, “I’m sorry, Ms. Waverly. I didn’t know it was your dress. If I had known, I wouldn’t have worn it.”
*It’s just a stupid dress*, she thought. *What’s so special about it?*
Stella looked at Evelina. “That’s not what you should be apologizing for. You should be apologizing to Lemira for deliberately spilling red wine on the dress to frame her.”
Evelina’s eyes welled up with tears. She glanced up at Asher. “Asher, I know Stella has a problem with me, but I can’t admit to something I didn’t do.”
*Ha*, she thought. *Asher will definitely believe me, not Stella.*

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