My Little Sunshine

Chapter 91: Three Or Four Sizes Too Big

The next day, 

Stella woke up a bit later than usual with a bright smile on her face. She made her way towards her own room. She had slept in Adam's room last night as well, snuggling his pillow. 

After getting dressed, she made her way downstairs. She was descending down the stairs with a jump in her step, when she heard a woman speaking in a pitchy voice. 

She was on the last step when her eyes landed on a head full of blonde hairs which were properly set up in a bun. The woman was wearing a skin tight black dress which hugged her perfect curves, stopping at her knees. She was wearing a pair of matching high heels. 

Even though she had her back towards her, Stella had a fair idea of who might this be. She could only roll her eyes. Who could that blonde woman be if not Rachel. 'And here goes my good mood.' She thought to herself.

"I told you Miss, Young Master isn't here." Stella heard the old butler speaking politely.

"I know he's angry with me, I just want to apologise to him for my behavior." Rachel replied. She thought that Adam didn't want to see her, that's why he had asked the old butler to lie to her. As if sensing someone standing behind her, Rachel turned around with a big smile on her face. 

"I knew you wer.." She swallowed the rest of her words when she was that it was not Adam but rather Stella who was standing on the last step of the staircase.

"What are you doing here?" She narrowed her eyes at Stella.

"Good morning Uncle Rob." Stella greeted the old butler with a polite smile on her face. She ignored Rachel like she was thin air.

"Good morning Miss. I will ask the maids to prepare your breakfast. It will be done in twenty minutes." The old butler replied. He excused himself and headed towards the kitchen, leaving the two girls alone. 

"I asked you something." Rachel was glaring daggers at Stella. "What are you doing here?" 

"Why do you think so?" Stella replied without looking at her as she made her way towards the couch.

"What else could I expect from a lowly secretary like you?" Rachel scoffed as she sat on the other couch, opposite to Stella. "Where's Adam?" 

"He's not home." Stella replied picking up a newspaper from the table.

"Who the hell do you think you are to call this place home?" Rachel frowned hearing the way she had referred to the place as. "It's his home. Not yours." 

"Where's he?" Rachel asked her again when she didn't hear a reply.

"Italy." Stella replied with a single word, flipping through the pages of the newspaper.

"Then what are you doing here if he's not even here in the country?" Rachel was seeing red everywhere. 'Who does this slut think she is to treat this place as if she owns it?'

"I am not answerable to you about where I stay or why?" Stella replied to her calmly. She was more focused on solving the crossword puzzle before her.

"What did he even see in you?" Rachel added haughtily. Her eyes trailed up and down on Stella who was wearing a loose off-white button down shirt with a pair of gray ripped jeans. The shirt was clearly three or four sizes too big for her. One could tell that it wasn't hers. She looked like a kitten who was put in a sack. 

Stella only shrugged in response. She was in no mood to entertain the evil witch sitting across her.

"Let me tell you one thing clearly. I will make Adam mine, sooner or later. I will make him realize the mistake he had made by choosing you over me. You can enjoy this luxury till then because it won't last long for you." Rachel smirked. 

"Are you done?" Stella finally raised her head from the newspaper and looked at her with her an impassive face. "If yes, then I will be going to have my breakfast. If not, I will still be going to have my breakfast. I would have asked you to join me, but you just said that this place doesn't belong to me, so it won't be appropriate." Stella continued, standing up from the couch. 

"I wish you best of luck for your plans and all. I hope I don't see you again." Stella added as she made her way towards the dining room, leaving a seething Rachel behind. If it was something humanly possible then one could have seen smoke coming out of her ears.

Rachel stomped out of the mansion once Stella was out of her sight, burning with rage. "I will ruin your life, you b****." She muttered under her breath, gritting her teeth.