do?”
She replied quickly. “None of your business.”
Seeing those four words, I smirked. Estel had read too many CEO romance novels and believed all wealthy CEOs were fools.
After a chance encounter with Julian, where he casually remarked, “You remind me of my wife when she was younger,” she started fantasizing about marrying into a wealthy family.
In my past life, I tried tirelessly to advise her against it, but it ended in disaster. This time, the first thing I did was distance myself to avoid being implicated when Julian inevitably retaliated against her.
I was about to head home when the hospital called, saying a patient urgently needed blood and asking if I could help.
Both Estel and I had Rh-negative blood types, and our information was stored in the blood center’s system.
Hearing that someone needed help, I didn’t hesitate to go to the hospital. To my surprise, the person in need of blood was Julian’s wife, Nina Knight.
I then went to the waiting room after donating my blood. When Estel saw me, she froze for a moment.
“What are you doing here?”
I sat down and replied, “They told me someone needed Rh-negative blood, so I came.”
Then I glanced at her and asked, “Why were you there?”
I had tried to stop Estel many times after hearing about her plans. I even threatened to report her if she went through with them.
Afraid I might grow suspicious, Estel replied nervously, “I was just passing by.”
I simply responded with a hum, leaned back, and closed my eyes to rest.
Even though I stayed quiet, Estel couldn’t suppress her urge to boast.
“Esmeray, that woman is Julian Stewart’s wife. Did you know that? Julian told me I looked just like her when she was young. Once she’s gone, I’ll be the next Mrs. Stewart.”
In the past, I would have advised her to stop dreaming. This time, I congratulated her instead.
“Wow, congratulations! When that happens, can you get me a job at Stewart Corp?”
