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The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 505
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Chapter 505

Stella's response was short and sharp.

"You're out of your mind."

Sherman was, in her eyes, even more loathsthan Jasper.

At least Jasper made no effort to hide his dislike-he hated her, and that was that.

Sherman, on the other hand, despised her but pretended otherwise, putting on a fagade of kindness. In the end,

he'd orchestrated that elaborate schto completely ruin her reputation.

Catching the open disgust on Stella's face, Sherman merely smiled, as if her hatred didn't bother him in the

slightest.

To him, contempt from the weak was meaningless-a minor annoyance, nothing

more.

"Stella, my grandfather only trusts you because he doesn't know who you really are. He's been taken in by your

little act. But now that I'm here, | won't let you keep fooling him."

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Stella looked him right in the eye. "Then go ahead. March over to Mr. Burton and expose me. I'll wait right here."

Sherman's gaze narrowed, studying her.

She wasn't afraid at all.

Either she had spowerful backing, or she was simply confident that, even if the truth cout, Mr. Burton

would still believe her.

Sherman leaned toward the second option. From what he'd heard, she'd known Mr. Burton for almost a year now.

She'd had plenty of tto win him over.

Otherwise, why would the old man go to such lengths for her?

Confronting her in front of his grandfather probably wouldn't work-the old man would just take her side.

As Sherman considered his options, a new idea took shape.

He smiled at Stella, his eyes cold, like a predator watching its prey's last desperate struggle.

"Stella, do you really think that just because you've charmed my grandfather, there's nothing | can do to you?"

Stella didn't flinch. Her answering smile was icy. "Of course not. With Mr. Burton's cunning, there's nothing he

wouldn't try, is there?"

Sherman's smile faltered for a moment.

He shrugged. "If you're so smart, you'd better just leave. | don't want things to get rough."

If he

persuade his

grandfather to give up on Stella,

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he'd done years ago.

Tonight's concert was the perfect opportunity. If Stella didn't show, or if she ruined the performance and

embarrassed Mr. Burton, even the old man would be disappointed in her. sw

That thought brought a glint of malice to Sherman's eyes.

Without warning, he stepped forward and clamped a hand over Stella's mouth.

He glanced quickly around-no one was watching. In silence, he dragged Stella away.

In the backstage dressing room, Abby kept calling Stella, but no one picked up.

She frowned. "What's going on? Why isn't Star answering her phone? The concert's about to start."

Candida Fletcher looked anxious. "You don't think something's happened, do you?"

Ever since she'd run into her ex-boyfriend Karl earlier, her eyelid had been twitching non-stop-a bad omen, she

thought.

Abby shook her head, puzzled. "It's just a simple charity concert. What could possibly go wrong?"

Antoney, who'd been lost in thought, finally snapped back to reality.

"Should we check with Neville? Maybe Star's with him."

Abby immediately called Neville. He picked up right away.

After a brief exchange, Abby hung up.

Everyone turned to her. "Well? Is Star with him?"

Abby shook her head. "Neville said she was with him a little while ago, but they split up. He ran into a business

partner, so Star left first. He's helping look for her now. If he hears anything, he'll call us