And there were no signs of industrial pollution or heavy foot traffic—an ideal location for an aerospace research lab.Stellar’s expression lit up with excitement. It was clear she was more than pleased."Looks like you really like it," Stephen said with a slight smile. "I’ll have it transferred to your name in a couple of days."Stellar turned to him. "Let me know the price. I’ll transfer the money to you.""Are we really going to talk money between us?"Stephen’s brows drew together, and he gave her a wounded look."You’re hurting my feelings here."Stellar was speechless for a second.She just didn’t want to owe him something that big. But she knew there was no point arguing further, so she let it go for now.On the drive back, she was still buzzing with excitement.Then Stephen’s phone rang.He answered through the car’s speaker system without hesitation."Hey, man, I sent you the latest commercial plan and partnership proposals. Did you look them over yet? Any feedback?" Shane’
Lucien chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with approval as he looked at Stellar. "Well done." "You’re too kind, Mr. Song," she replied modestly, showing no sign of pride despite the praise."Miss Rivers." From within the crowd, an elderly expert stood and made his way toward her. His presence alone carried weight—one of the most respected figures in the field. "Your capabilities already surpass many of us here. It seems the future truly belongs to the younger generation. We old timers can’t afford to stay stuck in our ways anymore." Stellar immediately recognized him. This was none other than Flynn Potter, a legendary pioneer who had devoted nearly his entire life to aerospace engineering."Mr. Potter, you flatter me," she said sincerely."I don’t hand out compliments lightly," he replied with a chuckle. Then, as if something occurred to him, he added, "With talent like yours, you’re more than qualified to represent our country in international academic exchanges. “Have y
This was a textbook example of chauvinism—men who inherently believed that gender alone gave them the upper hand in status and competence.“Come on, Charles, don’t be so quick to judge,” someone interjected with a chuckle. “I know Miss Rivers—she’s made quite a name for herself online, and even published technical work in national journals. She's a recognized prodigy in the field.”“A prodigy?” Charles scoffed. “One paper doesn’t mean a thing. Probably just got lucky. When it comes to real challenges, I doubt she’d be of any use.”The disdain on his face was obvious, and though the others didn’t voice it, their thoughts mirrored his. To them, she was just another young woman in her twenties—no matter how skilled she seemed online, it all felt exaggerated.“Is that so?” Lucien let out a low chuckle, leaning forward with his hands braced against the table as he addressed the room.“Then let me ask all the senior experts and directors present—those propulsion and structural issues we’v
Stellar fidgeted slightly, pressing her palm into her own hand as if grounding herself. "In everyday life, I just want to take good care of my grandparents. It took a lot for me to finally be back with them… “I want to spend more time with the people I love. As for relationships... I’ll let it happen naturally."As soon as the words left her mouth, she noticed that faint flicker in Stephen’s eyes dimming, like someone had gently snuffed out a light.It wasn’t that she didn’t understand how he felt.And it certainly wasn’t that she hadn’t noticed his quiet persistence, the effort he poured into every moment with her.But that was exactly why she hesitated.Could she return that same depth of feeling? Was the warmth she held for him enough?She didn’t even know the answer herself—how could she make promises when she wasn’t sure?"I..." Stellar opened her mouth, hoping to ease the sudden weight between them.But Stephen smiled softly and shifted gears with practiced ease. "Come on, let’
"Grandpa, Grandma, Mentor—this is some game meat Stellar and I cooked together. Thought we’d bring it over for you to try." Stephen set the packed containers on the table with a casual smile.The elders, however, weren’t about to let it slide that easily."Oh? So, you two had time to cook together, did you?""Sounds a lot like playing house to me.""Maybe us moving out was just what someone needed to make their move."Their teasing came one after another, leaving Stellar caught completely off guard.Her cheeks flushed as she scrambled for an excuse. "Um—the food’s still hot, so you should eat it while it’s fresh. We’ll just... head back now."Without waiting for a reply, she grabbed Stephen by the arm and made a swift escape to the villa next door.Behind them, the elders shook their heads and sighed dramatically."She’s not even married yet, and already siding with him.""That boy’s got some tricks up his sleeve, alright."…Once they made it back inside, Stellar finally let out a lo
At first, Stellar thought it was just her imagination.But the moment she saw what was inside the box, she couldn’t help but let out a sharp scream, instinctively stumbling two steps back."What happened?"From the villa across the street, Stephen had just stepped outside. Hearing the commotion, he rushed over and caught her by the shoulders. Leaning forward to take a look, his expression froze.Inside the box lay a wild duck and a hare, both freshly skinned, their fur still mottled with dried blood."Who sent you this?" Stephen’s voice turned cold, his face darkening. Whoever did this clearly meant to scare her—someone was messing around.Stellar pressed a hand to her chest, trying to calm her racing heart. "I honestly don’t know... it’s strange..."Just then, her phone buzzed with a new message.She glanced down, and Suzy's name popped up on the screen: “I spent a couple days filming in the countryside. Had some amazing fresh game. Sent you two for fun—surprised? Hehe.”Stellar's
Percy fell into a deep, heavy sleep.The next morning, he woke up with his eyes wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling.For a long time, he didn’t move.Then, all at once, he sat up, fists clenched tight.The more he thought about it, the more unsatisfied he felt.No, he had fought too hard to get back on his feet. He wasn’t about to give up now.It was time to change tactics.When it came to Stellar, he wasn’t letting go.…Back at the Institute, Stellar was working overtime, sorting through a series of technical issues.Ever since she’d handled the incident with Joy, the entire lab had started to look at her differently—with even more respect and admiration.After all, despite the underhanded trap set against her, she hadn’t panicked. She kept her head, led the team, and pushed through the crisis. That kind of composure and leadership wasn’t something you came across often.So now, whenever things got difficult, she was the first person they turned to.By noon, the problem had be
The call was from the Institute."I understand," Stellar said simply before hanging up. She turned to Percy, her tone polite but distant. "There’s been an issue with my project. I’ve been asked to return and work overtime. Could you give me a ride back?"Percy’s heart sank, but all he could do was nod and drive her back to the Institute.Just as she opened the door to get out, he lingered, eyes fixed on her, clearly struggling with something he wanted to say."Percy."She turned back, her eyes sharp, voice firm."We’ve both moved on. I’d appreciate it if you could let the past go and stop showing up like this. Whatever was between us—it’s over."She didn’t wait for his reaction. Without so much as a backward glance, she walked straight into the building.Percy stood frozen in place, as if struck by something sharp and unforgiving. His chest tightened, breath caught in his throat, pain spreading like a slow bleed.Closing his eyes for a long moment, he finally forced them open again
"Do you remember this place?" Percy asked gently. "I brought you here once before. You said you loved this flower field and wanted to plant roses, peonies, and tulips. I had them all planted for you."Of course, she remembered.Back then, she’d foolishly believed this estate was a wedding gift for the two of them. She’d even sketched out design ideas, full of excitement, counting down the days to their future.But in the end, he’d mocked her for overreaching, called her greedy and delusional.And she remembered one more thing. "Didn’t you give this place to another woman? What happened? She turned it down and sent it back?"Her voice was calm, almost indifferent.A flicker of embarrassment crossed Percy’s face. "Of course not. I was wrong back then. I bought it back—paid twice what it was worth. Because I knew how much you loved it."He led her through the garden, pointing things out with quiet effort. "See the gazebo and swing? I had them built in the style you used to like. Over t