Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Stewart's brows drew together ever so slightly as he glanced down at Rosita.

Sensing his gaze, Rosita looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her voice soft and sweet. "These heels are killing my feet today."

Stewart didn't reply. Instead, he turned his head, looking over at Briony.

Briony stared straight ahead, her expression cold and distant. As she brushed

past Stewart, she didn't spare him so much as a glance.

Stewart's sharp gaze followed her, but his dark eyes betrayed nothing.

Rosita slowly let go of his arm.

"Wow, that woman who just walked by-she's gorgeous!"

Peyton whistled. "I was thinking about giving it a shot and chatting her up, but then I saw her head into that private suite with Mack and his crew. Those guys are notorious for how they treat women-way too risky for me. Last thing I need is to catch something. Forget it."

Hearing this, Cedric Clarke instinctively looked at Stewart.

face was unreadable, his expression as

shake the feeling that there was something more going on between Stewart

just something men could sense about

shot a look at Jason. "That's Mack's sister.

bargaining chips? I can't believe Mack's sister is that stunning.

at Jason. "Jason, she's had a really tough time.

remembered. "She's the one all over the news lately-'the disowned daughter

call her

"She doesn't seem too pitiful to me, not if she has the guts

"Jason!"

genuinely upset, Jason put his hands up in surrender, flashing a roguish smile. "Alright, Rosita,

"You always think you can say whatever you want just

How about we grab

early shift tomorrow. You all go ahead-I'm calling

to

his

looked to Rosita and let out a long sigh.