My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)
Chapter 70

Chapter 70 Stella's Attitude

Cherry and Jane left the shopping mall in frustration. When they returned home, they saw Beck sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and all the grievances burst out in an instant.

Cherry trotted over and sat next to Beck with grievances on her face. Without speaking, she looked at Beck.

Beck closed the newspaper helplessly and looked at her. "Who made you angry?"

Cherry snorted, grabbed his arm, and began to complain. "Dad, I met Cynthia when I was shopping with Mom. She didn't greet us when she saw us, and she even bullied us with her friend. She even..."

When she said this, she hesitated.

"What?" Beck asked.

Cherry gritted her teeth and said, "She even scolded you. She said you are a hypocrite. I'm so angry." "Did she really say that?" Beck threw the newspaper in his hand onto the coffee table angrily.

Cherry winked at Jane, and Jane sat on the other side of Beck. "Yes, even if Cynthia doesn't regard us as family, she can't insult us. Moreover, after Alston came, he helped her all the time. Cynthia was even more arrogant. We didn't dare to go against Alston, so we had to leave."

Jane pretended to be wronged at first, but the more she talked, the angrier she became in her heart. In the end, she felt very aggrieved. "Beck, I have been with you for so many years and no one dares to treat me like

this. I was humiliated by them in front of many people. I really have no face."

Seeing that Jane was crying, Cherry quickly ran over and hugged Jane. They hugged each other and wept

bitterly, feeling aggrieved.

Beck was so angry when he saw this scene. How could Alston and Cynthia bully Jane and Cherry like this?

He wouldn't endure this.

"I should start the cooperation with Clare as soon as possible. Alston is becoming more and more arrogant. Does he think as the president of Smith Group, he can bully my family at will?" Beck suddenly stood up from the sofa. As he walked upstairs, he called Clare.

The phone was quickly answered. Beck's eyes were vicious, and his tone was gloomy. "Clare, let's meet."

When Cherry and Jane looked at the back of Beck going upstairs, they smiled and their eyes were full of pride.

A trace of worry flashed in Cherry's eyes. "Mom, if Dad fights against Alston, can I marry him in the future?"

Jane glanced at Cherry in surprise and frowned. "Do you have to marry Alston? If we succeed, there will be so many young men for you to choose from. You don't have to be obsessed with Alston." "Mom, I must marry Alston!" Cherry hesitated for a second, then looked at Jane firmly. "There are so many young men in Fort, but no one is better than Alston."

Jane also hesitated. Alston was indeed outstanding among the group of young men of the same age.

After thinking for a while, she grasped Cherry's hand tightly and said, "Okay, I will help you."

Cherry was excited. She had been chasing Alston since she was young, and Alston had become her

obsession.

They finally got engaged, but because of an accident, Alston fell into a coma. She made a mistake that time and missed it. This time, she must marry Alston. While the Miller family was plotting, Cynthia met a new problem.

Stella's attitude towards her changed drastically.

After Greg came back, Alston became busy again and drove out early in the morning.

After Cynthia went downstairs, she saw the servants busy in the kitchen. There was breakfast on the dining

table.

There were bread, milk, toast, and many other varieties.

Stella sat at the dining table. When she saw Cynthia going downstairs, she greeted her enthusiastically. "Cynthia, did you sleep well last night?"

She deliberately said in a gentle voice. Although her smile was a little stiff, her attitude was much better.

Surprised, Cynthia stood on the stairs for a long time. She walked over and replied. "Mom, I slept well yesterday. You seem to be in good spirits today."

Stella asked her to sit down, earnestly asked her what she wanted to eat, and even planned to put food on her plate.

Cynthia quickly stopped her. "I can do it myself."

Cynthia picked up the bread, filled herself with a cup of milk, and looked at Stella.

Stella's attitude made Cynthia feel she would put drugs in the breakfast. Seeing Stella looking over, Cynthia quickly restrained her suspicious eyes and smiled.

Stella's movements were slightly stiff, and she forced herself to smile at Cynthia.

Seeing that Stella had also eaten the breakfast on the table, Cynthia relaxed. After breakfast, she was about to go upstairs to change and go to work, but Stella suddenly called her. Cynthia froze for a moment, then turned to look at her. Stella asked the servant to come over with two bowls of dark things and put them on the dining table.

"What is this?" When Cynthia smelled the strong smell of medicine in the air, she covered her nose.

"You have been tired from work recently. I asked the doctor to prescribe some medicines. The doctor is

famous. It's not easy to make an appointment. Let's drink it."

As she spoke, she pulled one of the bowls in front of herself. She frowned and took a sip while holding back her nausea, then looked at Cynthia.

She seemed to be saying, "Look, I drank it. I didn't put any drug in it."

Cynthia pursed her lips, feeling uneasy for some reason.

"I ate too much in the morning. I couldn't drink it."

After Cynthia finished speaking, Stella's expression sank. Cynthia subconsciously replied. “I'll drink it at

night."

Stella snorted coldly in her heart. Alston came back at night, and he wouldn't let Cynthia drink this medicine.

"Cynthia, are you still blaming me?" Stella lowered her head, her tone a little dejected. "I was prejudiced against you before. After all, Alston is the son I am most proud of. I hope his wife is the best. Your family is not good, so I didn't treat you very well."

As she said, she raised her head with complicated eyes. "When I was with my friend yesterday, she said she met you at Buck's birthday banquet and praised you. She asked me not to interfere with your business. I

thought a lot last night. Alston was able to wake up because of you, and you took good care of him."

"So I decided not to interfere with you anymore. Alston chooses you because you are good enough. I was

prejudiced against you before. I'm sorry, can you give me a chance to make up for it?"

She said sincerely and looked at Cynthia.

Cynthia lowered her eyes. "Alston is good. It's because I'm not good enough that you have a prejudice against

me."

Stella breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the medicine in the bowl, she pushed the other bowl forward.

"Drink it while it's hot. The medicine will be more bitter when it's cold."

Taking a deep breath, Cynthia picked up the bowl and drank the black and bitter medicine in one gulp.

Stella heaved a sigh of relief and smiled. "You have to drink it for a few days in a row. After drinking it, a few of my friends look very good and full of energy."

Feeling the bitter médicine in her mouth, Cynthia resisted the vomit in her stomach and smiled at Stella. "Thank you, Mom."

Stella smiled. When Cynthia's back disappeared, the smile on her face fell instantly, and her face was full of

viciousness.

"Mrs. Smith." Seeing that Stella was the only one left at the dining table, the servant hurried over.

Stella drank all the medicine in her bowl, and said to the servant with a cold face, "Dispose of all the leftover

medicine dregs. Don't let others replace out."

The servant clenched her fingers and her face was pale. She guessed that there was something wrong with the medicine, but she didn't dare to refute Stella. She could only respond. "Okay." Stella glanced at her without expression on her face, and what she said made the servant frightened.

"If you dare to tell others, I will never let you go, understand? I heard that you have a younger brother who is studying. Don't worry. I will help your brother enter the best school."

The servant knew what Stella said was both an opportunity and a threat to her, so she quickly said, "Okay, I understand. I swear that I will never tell others."