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Lucas looked coldly at her. “Although Guinevere has terminated her engagement with Weston, and your status as Weston’s partner is slowly coming to light, I hope you can spare a thought for your own reputation.” He paused for a moment before going on, “You’ll be walking down this path from now on. With Weston by your side, he will do all he can to promote you, but you would surely have your past dug up in all its gory details as a public figure. By then, Yvonne would certainly be implicated. She’s rash and quick-tempered, and I don’t want her to be influenced by you.” It was clear that he cared very much for Yvonne. Stella’s facial features gentled. “Don’t worry. I don’t wish to see her implicated as well.” Lucas left. Stella heaved a sigh of relief as fatigue washed over her. Thankfully, Michael did not cross paths with her again before the after-party came to a close. After the event, Stella and Angelina shared a car back to their respective homes. In their hired cab, th

No wonder Stella shrunk back the moment she saw that car drive past. Turns out, there was a crazy man inside, thought Angelina. The scene of Weston and Guinevere seated together in the car was still playing in Stella’s mind. She suddenly felt tired. She rubbed her temples. “I feel a little unwell. Shall we skip dinner for today?” “Sure.” Angelina instructed the driver to drive to her apartment, after which she bid Stella goodbye before getting out of the car. The engine revved alive again, and the car turned the corner at the junction ahead. After passing a traffic junction, a white car suddenly appeared right before them. Bang! The driver hit the emergency brakes, and Stella lurched forward. Her eyes widened in shock. “What happened?” The driver said, “A car drove right in front of us and forced us to stop.” Stella’s brows furrowed. “Who is it?” “I have no idea…” The driver shook his head, shocked and confused. “I’ll head down to check things out.” He was a

When the driver glanced at Stella, he knew that Stella wasn’t telling the truth. There was indeed another woman in the car, except that it might not have been Henry’s “Faye.” Stella remained stubborn. “I didn’t lie.” Weston deliberately asked, “Was that woman Faye?” “I don’t know who Faye is! She’s definitely not Faye!” Stella instinctively rebutted. The next second, she realized that her lie was exposed. She paused for a moment before insisting stubbornly, “Henry must have made a mistake…” Weston pinched her chin and turned her face toward him. “Did you know that your eyes turn shifty when you lie?” “They do not!” Stella insisted, but her eyes became even more shifty. Weston chuckled lowly and lifted her chin. He kissed the corner of her lips, “Don’t be so nervous.” His fingers rubbed across her fair, dewy skin. “I know you don’t want to get your friend into trouble. I’m not forcing you to expose her.” “Really? You won’t force me to?” Stella’s eyes shone as she

He could barely accept Zeta speaking up for Ella and gave her the benefit of the doubt that she might have misjudged the kind of person Ella was. That would have been understandable. What’s more, for all he knew, Zeta might have done it out of spite toward him and deliberately ganged up with that woman against him. But Old Mr. Ford was an intelligent and sharp man. Why would he bother speaking up for Stella? Old Mr. Ford furrowed his brows and said sharply, “Who asked you to stand up?” Xavier knelt back down reluctantly. “Whatever it is, stay here and reflect upon your mistakes! When you’ve thought things through, call me.” With that, Old Mr. Ford stood up and left. Stella instinctively turned to her side. Weston held his arm around her waist and waited outside the hall. Old Mr. Ford appeared to have expected their arrival as he glanced carelessly at them. “Have you had enough of the excitement?” Stella felt incredibly awkward and uneasy, as if she had been caught eav

Daisy had no clue about what was going on in the office, and her face was dark and solemn. When Xavier left the office, she noticed that his mood had turned remarkably better. So she plucked up her courage and asked, “What exactly happened just now?” Xavier looked at her, “Nothing…when are you knocking off from work today? Let’s go on a date.” Daisy finally relaxed upon seeing his fine mood. Thus, curiosity got the better of her, and she asked, “I saw you charging in so furiously, and I was worried… it’s good that you two didn’t start fighting.” Xavier smiled as he recalled how Weston’s eyes turned cold. It eased the tension in his chest, and he considered himself avenged. … The office was in a wreck. When Ben walked in with documents in hand, he saw shattered glass all over the floor and got a shock, uncertain as to what made Weston so furious. “Mr…. Mr. Ford…” Ben saw the fearsome look on Weston’s face and didn’t dare ask any further. He put down the documents and s