The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 293

Stella frowned, fixing him with a steady gaze. "You're not planning to back out now, are you, Mr. O'Brien?"

Haynes replied coldly, "After everything you've just said, do you really think I'd try to back out?"

Any man with even a shred of pride wouldn't dare go back on his word at this point.

Still, who could guess what schemes Haynes might be brewing? When it came to cunning and strategy, Stella knew she wasn't his equal.

A faint smirk played at the corners of Haynes' mouth, though his eyes remained icy. “I haven't even verified your medicine yet. What if you're handing me poison? I'd be losing everything and getting nothing in return."

He used to think Stella was far too timid to ever try to deceive him. These days, though, he wasn't so sure.

Her reckless spending and the chaos she'd stirred up for him lately made one thing clear: Stella was no shrinking violet. In fact, she was bold-sometimes alarmingly so.

Didn't she realize his rivals could easily kick her out, leaving her utterly humiliated?

and getting nothing in return..."

nothing more than a transaction—a business deal, something to be weighed and

such a loveless marriage. But whatever affection he

faint, mocking smile flickered across

fake medicine, that's easy enough to

to her feet, Stella strode over to the door, where Rachel was peering anxiously

been waiting in the hallway, eyes glued to the scene, nerves on edge when she realized Stella hadn't left yet.

rashly-afraid

you isn't real. He's afraid he'll pay up and sign

her bag and held them out. "Ms. Pearce, feel free to take a few tablets from each bottle and have

was pointed, "well, then

darted

a few pills at random from each bottle

called after