Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor)

Chapter 106 Learning to Dance with Wolves

Stella tilted her head, a hint of indifference passing over her charming face.

"I decided to refuse."

She said without hesitation.

Her answer caught Noah off guard.

But he wanted to hear what she was thinking.

"I grew up in an abnormal family." Stella leaned against him and began to speak softly, "My father never cared about me, my mother was mentally unstable, and I had to take care of my younger brother. On top of that, I had to endure the bullying and humiliation from Madison and Amelia. I really don't know what the Taylor family has given me."

"This family has never given me warmth, and now I don't have to serve the Taylor Group." She looked up at him. "I am already your wife, Mrs. Anderson, and I have no connection with the Taylor family anymore. Furthermore, my father wants me to go back for impure reasons, and I don't want to be used as a pawn by him."

"Darling..." Her hands wrapped around his waist. "I just want the two of us to live a good life, and I don't want anything else."

Noah gently stroked her back.

Although he couldn't fully understand, he knew what kind of psychological impact a child would have by growing up in an abnormal family.

The Martinez family was wealthy and glamorous on the surface, but it was far from normal, even more twisted and dark.

He didn't want her to suffer, but she had to learn to dance with wolves. It was the law of survival.

"Stella," he sighed lightly and lowered his voice to say, "Actually, I don't agree with that."

"What?"

"I understand that you don't want any contact with the Taylor family, but your connection with them can't be changed in this lifetime. Blood ties are a fact that can't disappear just because you don't want them." Stella's bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Have you ever thought about your mother?"

Her expression changed, and she bit her lip.

Noah's rough fingers gently caressed her cheek, his gaze deep and focused.

"You said that back then, it was Henry who forced your mother to give birth to you, which led to your mother's current mental instability and her need to live in a mental rehabilitation center. All of this was caused by Henry!"

"But it's been too long, and your mother's suffering can't be held accountable. However, you still have the blood of the Taylor family in you, and that is an unchangeable fact."

"What you can do now is to reclaim what you deserve... You need to fight for justice for your mother!"

Stella stared at him in a daze, her expression complex and somewhat shocked.

No one had ever said these words to her, and she had never thought about it.

She had always lived in her own joys and sorrows, forgetting the suffering her mother had endured...

Her eyes welled up with tears, and she timidly leaned against his embrace - it had become a habit for her. Whenever her emotions fluctuated, she would nestle into his arms. His warm and solid chest was her best refuge, giving her unparalleled security.

"Darling." She asked softly, "Do I... have to fight Amelia for the family inheritance?"

"The inheritance is not the goal." He said lightly, "Your goal is to teach those who have harmed you a lesson."

Stella remained silent for a while. Then she firmly looked up at him and nodded vigorously. "Yes, I understand!"

Noah was stunned.

But the gleam in Stella's eyes told him that she knew how to handle this matter now.

He looked at her tenderly, his face showing approval. She was intelligent, insightful, and strong, with a soft yet powerful heart, unwavering determination, and a kind nature that didn't lose its sharpness. The old lady was right. A woman like her was destined to be a queen.

And the man standing by the queen's side in the future would undoubtedly be him, the heir of the Martinez Empire.

Noah smiled and held her hand, leading her back to the bedroom, patiently coaxing her to sleep.

A few days later, Oliver arranged to meet Noah at the top floor of the Emperor Building to tell him about the land in the western suburbs of Emberfall.

Noah's face grew even darker, and he exerted pressure between his fingers, almost breaking the cigar in his hand.

"Noah..."

Caleb quickly coughed twice, stopping Oliver from speaking further.

"Uncle Christopher must be crazy." Noah coldly snorted and said, "He even dared to provoke people from my grandfather's family!"

Noah's grandfather's influence was in Linton and Mintwale, and Noah's five major consortiums in Bramore were also established with the support of his grandfather's family.

Recently, Christopher had been causing trouble in Linton. Noah's grandfather favored Noah, which caused dissatisfaction among the legitimate grandchildren in the family, especially Noah's uncle, who sneered at it and always believed that his father had given all the benefits to someone who had a different surname.

Therefore, Christopher used this to incite discord and caused Noah's uncle to create obstacles, resulting in the funds in Mintwale not being able to arrive on time.

This land in the western suburbs of Emberfall was being delayed again and again, and in the end, it would become Christopher's possession.

"Noah, you don't need to be too anxious," Caleb comforted him, "Christopher doesn't have that much money, and this land in the western suburbs is difficult to handle. If he can't handle it well, it will only harm him. We just need to wait and see. There will always be a way to deal with him."

"Yeah." Noah nodded, agreeing with this idea.

And now, all they could do was adapt to the situation.

"By the way." Oliver smiled and changed the topic. "I increasingly feel that Stella has the same courage as you! I heard that she has already resigned from Rainbow Export."

"Did she really resign?" Noah looked at him, his serious face now showing a hint of a smile.

"Why would she resign?" Caleb didn't understand. "Isn't she already a supervisor there?"

"You underestimate Stella too much!" Oliver said, "What's the big deal about being a supervisor? I heard that Stella negotiated with Henry, took shares from the Taylor Group, and requested to enter the board of directors, and Henry actually agreed!"

Caleb widened his eyes in disbelief.

Noah just smiled lightly.

She really did it. It seemed that teaching her that night wasn't in vain.

"Alright, you guys continue talking. I should go home." Noah stood up and stretched lazily, casually walking downstairs.

"Noah, it's still early..."

"Yeah." He said in a deep voice, turning back with a light smile. "I should go back and cook for my wife to celebrate her entry into the board of directors!"

Oliver and Caleb widened their mouths in shock. Could Mr. Noah Martinez cook?

However, Noah hadn't taken a few steps before turning around again and instructing Oliver, "Just let the downstairs kitchen make a few dishes, and I'll take them home." Oliver and Caleb were speechless and tried their best to hold back their laughter.

Noah had an expressionless face as he strode into the elevator.

When the elevator reached the lobby on the first floor, he felt a pair of sharp eyes staring at him from behind.

He suddenly turned around, but everything behind him was normal.

Noah frowned, and his heart was filled with suspicion. Just as he was about to move forward, a dark figure flashed past his eyes!

"Humph, it seems like you're doing pretty well! Can you actually afford to visit a place like this?"