Stella’s body had been getting better lately, especially her curves. It was almost like she was going through a third growth spurt.
Jordan quickly averted his eyes and glanced over at the surveillance feed.
Stella could feel the heat coming off him. She turned to look at Jordan, only to find his cheeks were already flushed red. She hurriedly reached out, pressing her hand to his forehead, and then to her own.
“You’re not running a fever. Why does your body feel so warm?”
Jordan couldn’t exactly tell her the truth. The worst part was, he thought he was being subtle, but Stella still caught on. “I’m fine. Maybe it’s just because I drank some hot water.”
“If you drank hot water, shouldn’t you be sweating? But you’re not. Are you sick or something? Should we have the doctor take a look at you
when he comes tomorrow?”
“It’s nothing. I’ll be fine by tomorrow morning.” Jordan said, feeling a little flustered.
But Stella was genuinely worried about him. Feeling helpless, Jordan could only agree. “Alright, if I’m still not feeling well when the doctor comes tomorrow, I’ll let him check me out.”
Finally, Stella let it go and stopped pressing him about it.
Jordan didn’t notice anything unusual. He gave her shoulder a light pat. “Give your eyes a break. Maybe one of these days you’ll figure but for now, just stop looking. Don’t you have something to do tomorrow?”
Stella gave a slight nod. She really did have something to take care of. She’d already gathered all the evidence she needed about Lionel’s supermarket ripping off her business model, and she was planning to sue him.
So the next morning, she took Nola and went straight to the authorities. After looking over her documents, the official let out a helpless sigh.
“Mr. Hayes, it’s not that we don’t want to help you, but this really isn’t considered copying. Just look at all the shops out there. Most of them run on the same model. I can’t just say they’re all plagiarizing each other, can I?”
“No, it is plagiarism! I’ve already applied for a patent,” Stella insisted. She’d already anticipated this argument, so she’d made sure to have everything ready in advance.
“You don’t have to be so insistent about this. Their business isn’t exactly the same as yours. If they were copying you one–to–one, that would
be real plagiarism,” the official replied.
Stella wanted to say more, but seeing the official’s attitude, she understood there was no point. After a long pause, she said, “So, what you’re saying is that you’re encouraging this kind of cutthroat competition?”
“Your stores aren’t even in the same location, so it’s not really direct competition. I don’t think you need to overthink it, Mr. Hayes. Instead of spending your time here, you might as well figure out how to make your business better,” the official said.
Stella stood up and left with Nola. They hadn’t gone far when they overheard the official inside scoffing, “What a joke. She’s only just started and already thinks she’s got the market all figured out!”
Stella and Nola exchanged a look. As they walked out, Nola said, “Mr. Hayes, Lionel must’ve pulled some strings, right?”
“Yeah, I really didn’t see that coming. He’s got me beat when it comes to this stuff. But since the authorities won’t step in, we’ll just have to find a way to force his store to close down soon,” Stella replied.
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Chapter 157
Nola nodded. “We can attract more customers in other ways. Supermarkets are a necessity, after all. Only those who really put themselves in the customers‘ shoes can run a good supermarket.”
Stella felt the same way. There was no way she was just going to sit back and wait for disaster. Since Lionel wanted to go head–to–head, Stella. was more than willing to see who could really figure out the rules of the market.
Once she got back, Stella started cooking up a new plan for her supermarket. She kept it under wraps, not telling too many people, just in case Lionel’s side caught wind of it.
Business was war. She might’ve started late, but so did Lionel. There was no guarantee who’d win at last.
After a few days of treatment, Andrew was finally able to walk again. He snuck out of the hospital and went to where Fiona was. Anna was with him. They sat in the car, just watching Fiona.
Seeing no one was around, Jack gave Fiona’s butt a hard squeeze. Her face turned all shy as she protested, “What are you doing? What if
someone sees us?”
“What’s the problem? You’re already my woman. Why can’t I touch you?” Jack shot back.
“If you want to get handsy, do it at home. What if someone catches us out here? I’m still married, and so are you,” Fiona huffed.
“Isn’t that what makes it so thrilling? I never dreamed I’d end up with you in this lifetime. Raising you in the Hayes family really paid off. Your figure and skin are miles better than my old wife’s,” Jack said with a smirk.
As he spoke, Jack went ahead and hugged Fiona from behind, not caring about anything else.
Fiona glanced around and spotted a car parked nearby, but it had been sitting there for ages. She figured it had to be empty. If anyone was inside, they would’ve gotten out long ago.
Jack was getting handsy, groping and squeezing her hard, both in front and back, a look of pure pleasure on his face. “I can’t take it anymore. I want you again,” he muttered, his voice thick with desire.
“Look at you, acting like a teenager at your age,” Fiona teased. As she said this, Fiona couldn’t help but smile. She looked eager too.
After all, over the years, Andrew had gotten older and was always busy with work, never having time to care about her needs in that way.
Even though being with Jack was never something Fiona expected, he could actually satisfy her, and it made her feel truly fulfilled.
“What does age matter? Ever since you came into my life, I feel like a young guy again. I can go for ages every time,” Jack said with a grin.
Fiona’s cheeks turned red, but she had to admit, Jack really was something else for a man his age. Fiona couldn’t hold back anymore. She just wanted to hurry back to the room and get it on with him. But someone burst in.
“What the hell are you two doing?” the person shouted.
The shout was so loud that it drew people out from nearby. Fiona quickly pushed Jack away, but Jack didn’t seem to care at all.
“Why are you back?” Jack asked.
“If I hadn’t come back, I never would’ve caught you two shameless homewreckers doing this filthy stuff behind my back. I’m going to beat you both to death, you disgusting pair!” she screamed.
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