As soon as Stewart appeared, the Kensingtons instantly wilted.

Five years ago, Stewart had personally taken on Julia's defense in court, and the Kensingtons had lost so badly they were still haunted by it to this day.

Mack shot Briony and Julia a vicious glare before turning on his heel.

"Grandmother, there's plenty of time. We don't have to settle this right now," he

said.

Madeline and the rest of the Kensingtons were clearly unwilling to back down, but in truth, they were all wary of Stewart.

"Let's just consider today a warning for that ungrateful mother and daughter," Madeline spat. "We'll have plenty of chances to deal with them later!"

The other Kensingtons eagerly echoed the matriarch's words.

With Mack steadying Madeline, the Kensingtons made their exit, slipping away down the other hallway.

out an incredulous laugh. "What a bunch of cowards they only pick on people

hadn't said a single word to the

Stewart, the Kensingtons simply weren't worth his

gave Briony a brief, indifferent look before turning to

Stella, a friendly smile on his

worked at the same hospital, though in different departments. Cedric Clarke was a leading oncologist-renowned, respected, the sort of man every woman at the hospital (Stella very much included) admired from afar. Stella herself was a much

and gentlemanly, with refined features that made him the resident heartthrob. Stella had volunteered on a few outreach trips with him-enough

knew each other, and seemed to

glanced over at

watching Stewart, her face calm on the surface, but her tightly pressed lips betrayed

her mind to let Stewart go, but of course, it wasn't

Briony's gaze was drawn to him, as if she

quietly

Love really is... lethal.

Stewart at

"Mr. Wentworth."

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