The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 604

Broad-shouldered and long-legged, he stood tall and straight, exuding an

effortless authority. Every movement radiated a quiet intensity, like a sword still sheathed-dangerous and untouchable.

Stella's eyes flickered with recognition.

Sellers.

The man Mr. Burton had introduced as her potential match—and the future head of the Burton family.

He certainly looked the part: imposing, commanding, with a presence that filled the room.

Stella offered him a polite nod, but made no move to greet him further.

Maybe Sellers had never seen her photo. To initiate conversation out of the blue would feel far too forward.

She was about to slip away when his voice stopped her.

"Stella."

Her steps faltered. She looked up, meeting his gaze.

"You know me?"

Sherman looked down at her, lips barely moving as he spoke.

"Stella. Ex-wife of Haynes. Mother of Keen O'Brien. Daughter of Skyler."

she studied the man in front of

thought she'd long forgotten-floated up from the

had deliberately sought

he admired

his uncle could do just about anything.

uncle who taught him everything

Sherman had commented that he thought his uncle

dodged the question and, instead, invited her

never been interested in racing. She didn't even know how

insisting she try something new,

off guard by his enthusiasm, Stella

often brought Stella along when he

her poor driving was met with endless

their jokes, but he

all.

Sherman,

around, the mocking only got worse.

She remembered someone

such a delicate woman? Can't even drive-what a disgrace! If I were her,

embarrassment by now."

Stella genuinely considered Sherman

of her, so

course.

and his friends raced, so she

time, they'd taunt her, comparing her to Aurora, or goading her