Stella looked up at Briony, her expression dead serious. "Wait, is Rosita sick or something? Like, one of those trashy novel plots-tragic ex-girlfriend needs a kidney transplant or whatever... Hold up! You don't think Stewart's after your organs, do you?"

Briony just stared at her. "...."

As ridiculous as it sounded, Stella had actually gotten about half of it right.

"He said Rosita has a brain tumor," Briony replied quietly.

Stella's eyes went wide. "No way. Seriously? Wow, karma really is working overtime! Couldn't have happened to a nicer person, honestly."

Briony pressed her lips together, frowning slightly.

"What's with that look?" Stella frowned too. "Are you actually worried Stewart wants your body parts? Relax, even if he's lost his mind, Rosita needs a brain, not a kidney. Unless Stewart's found a mad scientist somewhere, you're safe—your head's staying right where it is."

Briony shot her a tired look. “Star, maybe lay off the soap operas for a while.”

“Alright, alright, I just thought I'd try to cheer you up a little." Stella put her hands up in surrender.

Briony sighed. "Just finish reading the agreement, will you?"

"Sure." Stella nodded obediently and went back to scanning the contract.

Honestly, those first few terms looked pretty good to Stella.

complains about too much

no less-for five long years. As far as Stella was concerned, the money, the house, all of it

page. Suddenly, her gaze froze on an

It isn't spelled

haven't asked yet, but honestly?" Briony's face

face like

too naive. I mean, what's Stewart's deal, anyway? The guy's a billionaire lawyer-shouldn't he have better things to do than play mind

wish I knew what

her hand and muttered,

in the

knock sounded at the door, and a moment later, a waiter came in, carrying their

dishes were set out on the

fork, speared a piece of carrot cake, and shoved it in her mouth. Through a mouthful, she mumbled, "Forget the jerk for

have an appetite. She absentmindedly ladled

way," Stella said, poking at her rice with

least bit curious about

recoiled at the thought, which was

think ignoring it would solve

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