Chapter 187

Ronald's lips curled into an indulgent smile.

Nearby, Finley joked, "Wow, someone's getting protective of their brother? All that upbringing's paying off."

Stella rolled her eyes. "Focus on your food, will you?"

Finley pouted.

Was she always this prickly? She seemed extra feisty today.

Stella was adamant about Ronald not drinking any alcohol today, and ironically, she wasn't great at holding her liquor either. After two glasses, she started to feel tipsy.

By the end of the evening, Finley and Hull were off to play some basketball.

Stella, her vision blurry, turned to Ronald and called out in a soft, slurred voice, "Ronald."

Her voice carried a hint of discomfort.

Ronald swiftly pulled her into his arms. As he leaned in, the sweet aroma of red wine lingered between them.

With a warm tone, he asked, "Feeling sick?"

Stella nodded. "Yeah, I wanna go home."

That phrase, 'go home,' unexpectedly struck a chord in Ronald's heart.

coat from a nearby chair and gently wrapped it around her. "Alright, let's head

lifted her

face against his chest, mumbling discontentedly, "You lied. You

"Something fun, something

there was nothing

at Ronald, who chuckled softly. "You need

even more wronged, Stella squirmed unhappily in

was strong and cold. Yet wrapped in Ronald's coat, Stella didn't

carried her to

at them. "Ms. Quinn had too much to

looked down at Stella, her cheeks flushed a

had said earlier, his expressions softened further. "The little one's grown up. She

this drunk from just two glasses of

the deal and are panicking." Ronald snorted

trying to

smirked. "Looks like their people

leading family, you'd think their people would

that's not the

adjusting the coat around

yet. He probably doesn't know you're the one behind

Idris, he'll convey Ronald's original intentions to

Quarry family will be thrown into

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