Chapter 37

Lucas waited for his wife to sit before taking a seat opposite her; his expression stoic and unchanged the entire time.

“She’s Yvonne’s friend,” Lucas told Weston as he sat down.

“Don’t mind it too much.” Stella frowned ever so slightly when she heard the word “stranger” coming from Weston’s mouth, but she still wouldn’t look at him.

She sat down stiffly at the dining table, her ears ringing from the absurdity of the situation.

Never in a thousand years would she have guessed that Lucas’s guests were Weston Ford and Guinevere Cohen.

Weston had noticed her the second she appeared.

Naturally, Guinevere did too.

The moment she saw Stella, her body stiffened , sure that she’d just seen a ghost! Blood drained from her face, and she stared at the woman like a hawk.

It was only when they were all seated that she realized she was covered in goosebumps.

That face… there could be no mistake.

She would never forget that woman’s face! But how could Stella Sealey be here? Wasn’t she already dead? Although Guinevere’s backwas soaked in a cold sweat, she had been in the entertainment industry for many years, and she could take this much without losing control.

Once she regained her senses, her first instinct was to check for Weston’s reactions.

glued on the woman

clenched

From then on, she’d

mind was

do was

in the atmosphere did not go unnoticed by

happening but was utterly

looking at both Guinevere and Stella back

simply with a shake

nonchalant, but under the table, her fingernails dug into

senses and forced herself to look away

gaze

tersely

strange behavior that she instinctively

noticed this and

and Guinevere, shielding her from Guinivere’s glare,

can speak to me directly if there’s any

was Henry Moore’s attending doctor, and Henry Moore was close to Stella and

Weston were

trouble as the host, she let the matter slide and introduced her friend

Ella Steele,” she

center.” Ella

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