Stella was dragged to the corner by Chelsea for a scolding. She rubbed her sore ear, keeping her head down, not daring to make a sound.

She knew she had gone a little overboard today. No wonder her aunt was mad. So, she obediently put on a well-behaved act, afraid of making Chelsea even angrier.

When Chelsea finally finished lecturing her, Stella slowly raised her head, looking up pitifully. She murmured, “Auntie, I won’t do it again. I’ll be good. Please don’t be mad.”

Chelsea wasn’t buying it. She crossed her arms and said sternly, “Cut the sweet talk. Tell me—what exactly are you up to?”

Stella glanced over at...