The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 610

It was, admittedly, quite the surprise.

Jasper glanced over in Sellers' direction. "Where's Sellers? The auction's already started and he's still not back?"

Foreman, remembering how Sellers had been drenched, said, "He probably went to change his clothes."

"What? He went to change?" Jasper's eyes grew wide. "He harasses someone and then just goes to change his clothes? Don't tell me—”

Something seemed to occur to Jasper, and his expression turned complicated, as if struggling to find the right words.

"Wait, was it his pants that got messed up? Seriously? I always thought he was the charming type, but this is downright creepy!

God, I don't think I'll ever be able to look at him the same way again!"

"Foreman, you said he got hit and still wouldn't leave, and then told her he'd remember her... Damn, is he some kind of masochist? Maybe he just likes getting humiliated?"

The more Jasper spoke, the more outrageous his theories became.

Those sitting nearby overheard Jasper's dramatic commentary, and couldn't help but give him sidelong glances. A few even started whispering amongst themselves.

is that kind of

need to warn

like that in public, at an event

you know? Some

to an abrupt halt as people caught sight of him. For a moment, the entire room seemed to

frowned, not yet realizing what was going on. But he was no ordinary man -he was used to being

wore less-than-pleasant expressions. They'd heard all about what had

Sellers sat down, Sherman couldn't hold

what happened just now? Why is everyone... why are

Sherman's face and recalled the stares he'd received on his way in.

"What are they saying?"

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(to

creep. Some are saying you're a pervert..." Sherman's face flushed with embarrassment, and he hurried add, "Uncle, I know it's all

the blow, but Sellers was sharp enough

colder. "It's Stella. I

of Stella's name,