Swift Family's Private Residence.
Stella sat on the plush couch in the grand sitting room, her fingers massaging her temples slowly but firmly.
The stress of the past few days had taken its toll, and she had barely recovered from her hospital ordeal. Just as she leaned back to relax, a servant hurried into the room, clutching a tablet, her face pale with urgency.
"Ma'am, I think you need to see this," the servant said, her voice trembling slightly.
Stella raised an eyebrow, looking disinterested. "What now? Another piece of nonsense from those gossipmongers?"
"This one is from Tea Time Gossip Blog," the servant clarified, her tone laced with caution.
The moment Tea Time was mentioned, Stella's eyes snapped open. "Give it to me," she demanded, snatching the tablet with a speed that belied her exhaustion.
