The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 337

Hearing Stella's words, Haynes felt an uneasy prickle deep inside.

He'd wanted to teach Stella a lesson, sure—but he'd never really expected to get that billion back. Yet the way she spoke, it was as if she was accusing him of breaking his word.

A cold edge crept into Haynes's gaze. "Stella, have you ever considered what happens if you donate all that money? If you don't hold up your end of our agreement, you'll be saddled with a billion-dollar debt."

Stella just smiled. "And did it ever cross your mind that if I dared to give it all away, I'm obviously not afraid of ending up in debt?"

Haynes's sharp eyebrows arched, his face cut with a hint of challenge.

"So you're counting on me, is that it? Counting on me not to actually come after you?"

Stella paused, then let out a peal of laughter. "Haynes, do you really think that highly of yourself? That you wouldn't do anything to me? You and your cronies blacklisted me online, spread rumors to destroy my reputation, tried to get me thrown in jail—and now you say you wouldn't hurt me?"

She leaned forward, voice dripping with scorn. "When did you become so shameless, Haynes?"

flickered in Haynes's eyes. He opened his mouth

you didn't stop it. You let Jasper do his dirty work, and you just stood by, waiting for the chance to finish me

her coffee cup on

honestly

second, something unreadable flashed across Haynes's

did she know all this-sometimes in more detail than even he

want me to let Jasper off the hook. But let me be perfectly clear: that is never

you turned a blind eye. Now that he's finally facing the consequences, you want to

like you-someone who always cleans

up here, well,

say pride comes before a fall, and honestly, I should thank you. If not for your

that, she stood, locking

for why I'm not afraid of that billion-dollar debt? That's simple: I know Rachel isn't going to die. She never had a terminal illness-not

matter. Once