Chapter 421

If Stella Cameron spoke French, it made sense-Keen O'Brien had hired a private

tutor, and whenever he studied, Stella had simply joined in.

But her fluency in German? That was a different story.

After all, Keen had only ever studied English, French, and Spanish. German wasn't even on the list.

So how did she know it so well?

And it wasn't just a few phrases her grammar and pronunciation were flawless.

Even if he hated to admit it, Haynes O'Brien had to acknowledge: no one could speak a language that perfectly without real-life experience, without actually conversing with native speakers.

Haynes stared at Stella, but she didn't glance his way. She just pressed play on the recording.

It wasn't until Rachel Pearce finally spoke that Haynes shifted his attention to her. His dark eyes, fathomless as an ancient well, flicked over Rachel.

She stiffened, her expression uneasy.

Wait-hadn't Stella only recorded the conversation between Jasper Wilkinson and herself? How had she ended up on the tape, too?

When the recording finished, silence descended-so heavy, it felt almost funereal.

look, but most

all had the gall to accuse Stella of being petty, brazenly making

everything was out in the open, they knew there was no ground for

Walden looked around

now. Or you're no longer welcome at

message was clear: anyone who refused would be blacklisted from Walden's highly-regarded music

put up

men who'd been hovering around Stella recognized

you because you're so beautiful, and we just wanted your contact

after that... well, we just

gossip, trusted

Wovelet

We sincerely apologize for being

cold

approached-she'd crossed paths with their

more brazen they became.

leading, everyone else who'd spoken ill of Stella lined up to apologize,

to appear magnanimous or stop the procession. She accepted their apologies with

she was

deep gaze lingered on Stella, a faint smile at his

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