In her past life, Yara Sterling had schemed endlessly, but still ended up dying at my hands.
'And in this life, killing her would be a simple matter.'
'Whether or not I kill her depends entirely on whether or not I feel like it.'
After leaving the room, Stella Sterling stretched, feeling a sense of utter contentment.
She even began to hum a little tune, a sign of her inner delight.
'What a wonderful day.'
'When it came to Yara Sterling and the others, I'd actually been quite merciful. Even with Yara herself, all I did was kick her out of the Sterling Family. I never interfered with the kind of life she led after that.'
'How they lived—whether in happiness or in misery—was entirely up to their own fate.'
'But who told them to keep hanging around me and flinging insults? Weren't they just asking for death?!'
"I'm in a good mood today. Have someone prepare some extra food for the base members."
Stella Sterling instructed Stephen Lawrence, who was following behind her.
