"Wait…wait for me, Angelo."

"What do you want, Miss Hill?" Angela looked directly at Stella with a bit of tenderness.

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Stella gazed into Angelo's eyes; her heart started racing as she saw something flash in Angela's eyes. Was that love?

"I…I mean to say that there's a small party at my home for you…since now you're…you are my fiancé…" Stella trailed off.

Angela stilled when she heard Stella. This was an excellent opportunity to get close to the Hill family! But of course, she had to pretend to be disgruntled. Rolling her eyes, Angela pretended to be annoyed and impatient.

Stella stilled, looking at Angelo in intrigue and curiosity. She was wondering why Angelo did not expose her plot? Why was she going along with the ruse of being her fiancé? Was she accepting this lie? Did Angelo want this as much she wanted her? Was he playing hard to get?

"Angelo, lots of celebs are going to be at this party. This will be great for your career as well. Maybe you will open yourself to more opportunities in the film industry."

Angela pretended to look thoughtful yet hesitant. She then turned to Hale and said, "Hale, I'm going to go with Stella."

Hale looked at the young Thorne shell-shocked, "But…but Mister Thorne, you just left the hospital…"

"I know, I feel fine, and I want to go with Stella since she's inviting me," Angela replied.

Hale nodded and looked at Stella carefully. She did not know what to think about this relationship but could not do anything but nod, "Alright, Mister Thorne. If you're sure."

Stella pulled Angela to her shiny red Roadster. She opened the door for Angela, helping him sit, and then jumped into the driver's seat. Angela rolled her window down and enjoyed the wind whipping her hair. Stella was driving way beyond the speed limit, but Angela was enjoying every second of it. She needed an adrenaline rush after four long days on a hospital bed.

Before long, they arrived at the Hill residence. The house was not by any means as large as the Thorne estate, but it was still a reasonable size, with a large open yard at the front. Angela untied her seat belt and got out of the car, Stella quickly following her.

"Angelo, you can go inside into the first door on the right. That is the guest bedroom. I already laid out some clothes for you if you want to change. I'll go change my clothes as well."

Angela nodded and went inside, following Stella's instructions. She could hear people's voices, so she quickly ran inside the bedroom. She wanted to freshen up before she faced the storm. She walked into the bathroom and washed her face; she looked a bit peaky but thankfully, Stella had laid out some personal hygiene kit as well, along with the clothes.

After freshening up, she timidly walked closer to the voices. Though she had planned everything out, double living lives was exhausting. She did not even want to think about how many lies she was involved in right now.

As she walked into the room, a hush fell over as eyes turned around to look at her. Stella had laid out a black suit for him; thankfully, it was more casual than formal, giving her room to breathe and move around. She had paired the dress with black shoes and an expensive watch. She had to admit that Stella had a good choice when it came to clothes.

Feeling the attention from the others, Angela helplessly smiled. She quickly grabbed a glass of red wine from the tray and sat down to look busy and avoid the awkward staring.

She looked around and noticed Abby was present as well, currently talking to another guy in a black suit. Angela smiled as a thought started to form in her mind. Her first part of the plan could go into effect tonight, Angela thought.

Abby had given Angela a bad vibe, and she did not like the thought of her going after Drake. She knew girls like Abby; they were in it only for the money, much like Stella.

Angela grabbed another glass and walked up to Abby.

"Abby, long time no see."

Abby was surprised but excited to see Angelo meeting her. She did not think Stella would let her out of her eyes. She looked around and found Stella was nowhere, so she smiled softly. Abby knew about Stella's temper, so she did want to take any chances.

Angela kneeled closer to Abby and whispered in her ear.

"I did not forget what you wanted. Don't worry, I'll talk to him."

As Angela was much taller than Abby, it seemed from one side that she was leaning down and kissing her.

"Yes, thank you!" Abby gleamed at Angela excitedly.

Angela got exactly what she wanted as she heard Stella's angry yell from across the room. She strode towards them angrily, stomping her feet. She suddenly pushed Abby roughly away from Angela.

"What the hell?" Abby looked up in shock at Stella.

"What are you doing, you bitch?" Stella yelled at Abby.

"What do you mean? I'm not doing anything!" Abby spluttered, looking around in confusion.

Stella laughed, "So you think you can kiss my fiancé and get away with it!?" Her face turned red in anger when she suddenly stepped forward and slapped Abby hard across her face.

"You are such a bitch! I knew it!" said Stella, with resentment.

Watching the scene unfold in front of her, Angela stepped back and smirked. This had turned out better than she had planned.

"MOVE!" Abby yelled loudly while holding onto her face. She pushed the people aside in frustration and stormed out of the room.

Angela quite enjoyed her night after her successful enactment of revenge, part one. As she had thought in the hospital, she was done being the damsel in distress. It was time for her to stand up and get back at everyone that had wronged her, which was everyone at this point. She was completely alone in this world, but she was strong enough now to face her haters.