Chapter 648

Weston kept to his word and only allowed Stella to eat junk food once a week. From then on, all the meals that Joan whipped up were nutritious. They tasted delicious, but Stella never had much of an appetite and often ate just a little before returning to her workstation. Joan felt perturbed at the possibility that her cooking skills might have deteriorated. She glanced at Weston, who was seated on the couch, and asked, “Sir, shall I cook something else and send it to Ms. Steele?” “No need for that.” Weston looked in the direction of Stella’s workstation. “Let her be.” Joan nodded and went off to busy herself with other things. Stella would be shooting the film's last scene tomorrow, and she was taking it very seriously. She glanced at the clock and noticed that it was already eleven o’clock at night. She stretched her arms out and saw a dim light coming from the corridor outside. That indicated that Weston was probably still awake, and her heart sank. She took out the bo