The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

The swarm of reporters exchanged glances, their faces lighting up with

sycophantic grins.

"Since it's Mr. O'Brien's request, we better oblige."

They quickly dispersed, not daring to linger or snap any sneaky photos. Who was Haynes O'Brien? Anyone who dared to cross him wouldn't last long on this turf.

Once the reporters had cleared out, the air turned eerily still and cold.

Haynes glared at Stella, nestled in another man's arms, his eyes dark and his presence chilling.

He parted his thin lips, uttering two cold words. "Get down."

Stella felt uneasy being held by someone she barely knew. With all the rumors surrounding her, she was determined not to drag Neville into her chaotic situation.

"Please, put me

"No can do. Your ankle's

a frosty aura.

in him. At the moment, his expression was stormy, his gaze icy, as if he were staring at

terrifying. He took slow, deliberate steps toward them and

attempted to block him with his arm, but with Stella in his hold, his movements got hindered,

Neville's grasp. With a firm grip on her wrist, he began to

landed, a searing pain shot through Stella's sprained ankle, making

stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowing at Neville as he spoke with icy contempt. "Let her

smile. "I believe

brows arched arrogantly, "You think you

up to you. What matters is

voice gentle. "Star, do

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