When Stella finished speaking, she heard a sudden breath hitched on the other side. Then, came the
man’s hurt voice.
“Have you made up your mind?” Stella answered inaudibly. Justin suddenly became a little worked up.
“Weston is a great guy, but you’ve just met him. Do you know what kind of person he is? He already
has a family, so you should stay away from him!”
Stella hoped she could stay away from him, but it was not up to her to decide. The only thing she could
do was to leave Justin out of it. “I’ve told you already. Don’t worry about me. Let’s not meet again.”
Stella tried to sound aloof, “You’re just Robb’s teacher. We are nothing beyond that.” After that, she
hung up directly
She gave it a thought and decided to block his number. She did not think that he had any deep feelings
for her. It was probably just some infatuation. Besides, the two had only known each other for such a
short time. It was best to stop the mess like this.
She put away her phone and left work.
Yvonne seemed to be in a good mood today. She immediately changed into a sophisticated dress after
class and started to touch up her makeup in front of the big mirror in the dance studio.
Stella glanced at her as she passed by. “You look so beautiful. Is it a special day?” Yvonne looked up
and smiled at her. “It’s my husband’s birthday today. He’s coming to pick me. We’re going to celebrate.”
Stella was dumbfounded and laughed. “It’s your husband’s birthday, but he has to pick you?” “Of
course. It’s his birthday, but I’m the one celebrating. “Yvonne smacked on her lipstick and looked at her
reflection in the mirror.
“Perfect!”
She screwed the lipstick cap in and tossed it into her bag, then stood up and made a spin for Stella. “Is
there anything that needs fixing?”
Stella shook her head. “You look fine.”
She looked at her neckline, walked up to her, and helped her fix the messy hair behind her ears. “You
look great in this lipstick.”
These shades were hard to sell at the cosmetic counter. Most people would go for everyday colors that
were easy to wear.
Yvonne had a bright face. She required little makeup, though strong colors worked the best on her. Just
a little bit of accent would make her extremely eye-catching.
Stella smiled seeing Yvonne left happily going on a date. Then, her phone suddenly vibrated.
She took it out to check, but her smile immediately disappeared after seeing the text.
The text came from an unknown number with no name. However, she could tell who it was by the tone
of it.
On it were merely two words. “Come down.” Stella closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Then, she
put her phone in her bag. She waited for the rest of the people in the training center to leave before
leaving. At last, she took the elevator to the parking lot. After walking a few steps, she saw the familiar
black Cullinan driving slowly towards her.
The man signaled her with a double flash and looked relaxed. He leisurely lowered the car window and
ordered concisely, “Get in.” Stella glanced at him then withdrew her gaze. She walked forward, ignoring
him. She knew her resistance seemed pointless, but she did not know what else she could do other
than these.
Would making a police report help? She closed her eyes in despair. For someone like Weston, as long
as he did not do any real harm to her, calling the police would not help.
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