The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 96

Upon hearing Stella's plea, Mr. Burton couldn't help but let a trace of smugness flicker across his face, though he quickly masked it with a dismissive tone. "Don't think you can butter me up with flattery and I'll just agree to treat you," he said.

Stella, earnest and sincere, replied, "Mr. Burton, what would it take for you to agree to help?"

Mr. Burton gave her a sideways glance. "If you're really that determined, you can work for me here, doing odd jobs. When I'm satisfied with your work, I'll consider treating you. How does that sound?"

Without a moment's hesitation, Stella agreed.

Mr. Burton looked at her with a hint of surprise. Initially, he assumed Stella was the one seeking treatment, but seeing her healthy complexion, he figured she was just another bored heiress looking for attention.

He'd seen plenty of those in his younger days, wealthy young women inventing ailments for a bit of excitement.

He intended to test her resolve, assigning her the dirtiest and most exhausting tasks. Whenever she made a mistake, he'd berate her mercilessly, even reducing her to tears on several occasions.

morning, she returned to his clinic, unfazed and

ill, her sincerity and persistence were worthy of recognition, so he decided to hear

Stella was

devoted these days, Mr. Burton thought,

that Stella was married to Haynes O'Brien, the

two years. Her chronic headaches were notoriously stubborn-not something

that even Mr. Burton, who seldom paid attention to the news, had

the fact that only Stella had been visiting him, never Haynes, Mr. Burton's anger was simmering. He

Burton said, removing his reading glasses and snorting in disdain. "But you've got to bring

a tense pause, she finally said, "This is the last time I'll ask, Mr. Burton. I'm begging you-not for me, but to save a

raised an eyebrow, skeptical.

my friend has offended someone they shouldn't have,