Chapter 333 

Stella thought everything was over when Xander left. 

But no–he’d sent a maid to stay with her. 

From what Stella could gather, the maid even knew some self–defense techniques. 

After the whole ordeal with Xander, Stella took a long shower. When she came out, she saw the maid setting up 

a blanket on the sofa. 

“Miss, sorry for the intrusion,” the maid said respectfully. 

Stella was fuming. Damn Xander! He was really determined to keep an eye on her, not letting her have any time 

alone. 

“I’m not used to sharing a room,” Stella protested. 

The maid replied, “Sorry, but you’ll have to take that up with Mr. Schultz.” 

Stella was incredulous. No way was she going to talk it out with him. 

She dried her hair, tossed the towel aside, and climbed into bed. 

Seeing her settle down, the maid relaxed a bit. This young lady had caused quite the commotion at the villa earlier, almost setting the place on fire. At least now she seemed calm. 

The maid quietly reported back to Xander and then lay down to rest herself. 

Meanwhile, in another room, Xander lounged in his robe, holding a glass of wine. He glanced at a photo sent by the maid. It showed Stella, or at least a small lump under the covers, clearly sulking at his arrangements. 

A smirk played on his lips. “Still so stubborn, even now.” 

Shawn Schultz, standing nearby, leaned over to look at Xander’s phone. “Are you sure you brought back the princess of the Quinn family?” 

Shawn was genuinely concerned. He knew how much Ronald cherished his sister. When Xander had set off, Shawn thought it was for another business deal – not to kidnap Ronald’s long–lost sister. 

This was like kicking a hornet’s nest. 

“You could’ve gone for Yvonne if you had to kidnap someone!” Shawn exclaimed. “Don’t tell me you’re actually taking that old marriage promise seriously?” 

Years ago, Ronald’s father had joked about marrying Stella to Xander when she grew up. Ronald had been furious at the idea, treating Stella like his own and refusing to let anyone else making decisions about her 

future. 

Xander chuckled dismissively, finishing his wine. “Are the words of an elder just a joke?” 

Shawn countered, “Ronald said it was just a joke later on, didn’t he?” 

Xander retorted, “Is Ronald her elder?” 

Shawn was at a loss for words. Xander’s confidence was unsettling. 

“Listen, you can’t just provoke Ronald like this. He’d gouge out someone’s eyes for just looking at her too long.” 

And now Xander had gone and kidnapped her. 

“You’re doing this to get that document from Ronald, right? Once you have it, you’ll let her go, won’t you?” 

Shawn hoped that was the case. Xander’s plan, however, seemed more complex. 

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With a raised eyebrow, Xander looked at Shawn. “Let her go?” 

Shawn was baffled. “What do you mean? You can’t seriously be thinking of keeping her. Xander, I’m warning 

you…” 

He was at a loss. Everyone in Ferrowland knew Stella was Ronald’s Achilles‘ heel. Once exposed, no one dared to touch it. Xander had been the first to do so. 

“Have you forgotten how Ronald chased you relentlessly for years?” 

Xander had been unable to find peace for years, with Ronald meddling in all his affairs, all because he had once dared to involve Stella. 

If he secured the document but didn’t return her, wouldn’t he just be digging his own grave? 

Xander’s expression hardened. “How could I forget? If not for him, how would the Schultz family have come to its end.” 

Shawn felt a chill run down his spine. The topic of the Schultz family was always sensitive. 

“Your father was really harsh on you,” Shawn said sympathetically, watching as Xander set down his glass in silence. 

Just as Xander reached for his phone, a faint thud caught his attention. 

He ignored it. 

Shawn continued to ramble, “I’m telling you, don’t mess with Ronald. You’re at a crucial point right now. Keep your cool.” 

It was hard to tell whether Xander was even listening. He kept pouring himself more wine, his thoughts drifting back to the marks on Stella’s neck. Thinking about the information he had gathered, Xander’s eyes grew colder. 

Meanwhile, Stella had knocked out the maid, taken her phone, and donned her clothes. 

She was sneaking toward the study. 

Earlier that day, she had discreetly observed the layout of the mansion and had seen Xander enter the study. Her room was right next to Xander’s, so she moved as quietly as possible. 

Once inside the study, she searched for the document she had seen on the helicopter, finally finding it in a drawer.