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

oblivious to Haynes' menacing glare. "No can do. Your ankle's sprained. We

on Stella, his eyes like frozen glass, exuding a frosty aura. He spoke coldly, "Stella,

seen such intensity in him. At the

Haynes' eyes grew even more terrifying. He took slow,

block him with his arm, but with Stella

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

pain shot through Stella's sprained ankle, making her wince. Just then, Neville

narrowing at Neville as

a casual smile. "I believe I'm the

"You think you have

it's not up to you. What matters is how Star

Stella, his voice gentle. "Star, do

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