Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 167

"Heh." Stella actually let out a laugh, exasperated. "All of you-honestly, you're all wrapped around that little brat's finger!"

"He's Stewart's last line in the sand," Cedric Clarke replied, his tone serious.

Stella fell silent.

It was a long moment before she finally asked, "Cedric, can I trust you?"

"Just this once, trust me," Cedric said solemnly. "Listen, if you can talk Bryn into agreeing to Stewart's terms, I promise I'll keep an eye on things from my end too."

Stella pressed her lips together, thinking for a few seconds before she asked, "Do you know why Stewart insists on going to Ghana?"

Cedric could more or less guess Stewart's real motive.

But he knew better than to say anything before Stewart left.

If he told her, Bryn would never agree to go.

"I honestly don't know," Cedric lied, feigning ignorance. "I'll try to ask around for you, okay?"

"You think he'd actually tell you if you asked?"

Cedric gave a helpless chuckle. "Who knows? Chances are... he won't."

a jerk *and* impossible to shake. Just watching her go through this makes me

"Don't worry. There are

car. "Anyway, I need to get back and figure out how to talk Bryn around. I'll

"Alright."

call ended, Cedric dialed

times before Stewart finally picked

other end, Stewart's voice was rough and heavy. "Stella

half-shocked. "Did you bug

a low, humorless laugh, his breath still ragged. "What did she

your voice sound like that? Is it another

"It's nothing."

the last! I'm not

cut in, his tone unyielding. "I made my decision, and I'm not backing

back the string of curses he wanted to let loose. There was no point. When Stewart dug his

told Stella to talk to Bryn for you. That's as much as I can do, man. So listen, even

a long silence on the

He was

"Okay."

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