Chapter 41

The air was tense once again.

Stella paused for a moment before immediately standing up. With her mouth covered, she rushed out.

The moment Stella stood up to leave, Weston’s vision flickered for a moment, but he recovered very quickly.

His eyes turned dark as he exuded an even colder and darker aura than before. It was difficult to tell what was going through his mind at that point.

The smile faded from Guinevere’s face. Earlier, she felt assured by Weston’s protective stance over her, but now, she had completely lost her appetite

She pulled her napkin off and stood up. “I’m full. I’m heading to the washroom.”

As she stood up, the chair behind her was pushed back, and its legs screeched uncomfortable against the floorboards.

glint flashed past the depths of his eyes. This time around, Yvonne wasn’t as clueless as before. The fork she had in hand paused right at her mouth, the food hanging in mid-air, “Why do things feel so strange

people?”

composed throughout the ordeal, looking up only to glance briefly

other hand, Yvonne was a nosy parker by nature and abhorred injustice and

In the washroom.

much better after vomiting. She was getting ready to head back when she recalled how she had

the other end, her high-heels click-clacking down the corridor, her elegant figure as a model sashaying gracefully. Stella’s eyes turned downcast. She glanced momentarily at Guinevere before shifting her gaze

 

she might not hold back her anger if she stayed

it weren’t for her,

Given her status and abilities now,

only end up being at their mercy. Only when the day she could climb

herself that this

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