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

she'd long forgotten-floated up from the depths of

had deliberately sought her out, he'd

he

could do just about anything. Sherman's dream, back then, was

his uncle who taught him everything he knew about

that he thought

the question

in racing. She didn't even

insisting she try something

his enthusiasm, Stella eventually

on, Sherman often brought Stella along when he

was met with endless

their jokes, but he couldn't

all.

Sherman, they'd

wasn't around, the mocking only got worse. t

She remembered someone

around with such a delicate woman? Can't even drive-what a disgrace! If

embarrassment by now."

Stella genuinely considered Sherman a

want him to be ridiculed because of

course.

belonged to the same club where Sherman and his friends raced, so she inevitably

they'd taunt her, comparing her to Aurora,