Stella Sutton's expression immediately turned somber.
Following the trail of clothes led her to the second floor.
In such a big house, there wasn't a single servant.
It was very much like Finn Sterling's style.
Standing in front of the massive mahogany door for a moment, Stella Sutton raised her hand and knocked.
"Who is it?"
A woman's voice sounded softly.
Then, the door to the room opened.
Stella Sutton frowned, looking at the woman in the thin black lace nightgown, and the pitch-black room. Her expression immediately darkened.
Linda was also scrutinizing Stella Sutton.
This woman looked very unfamiliar.
Linda smiled, "Who might you be? I thought you were the new cleaning lady, that's why I let you in. Apparently, you're not."
"Have Finn come out. I have business with him."
Stella Sutton said coldly.
She no longer knew what to say about Finn Sterling.
She just felt speechless.
She now felt that liking someone like him before was just a case of being blind.
