The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 715

That was certainly possible.

After working in upscale boutiques for so long, she'd seen her fair share of wealthy women.

But someone as young and stunning as Stella? That was a rarity.

Honestly, she couldn't help but imagine—what a dream it must be, to be doted on by someone so young and gorgeous.

Oblivious to the sales associate's musings, Stella continued browsing through the racks, her attention flitting from one display to the next.

Just then, a familiar voice drifted over from a few aisles away.

"Haynie, I finally managed to escape and asked you out to catch up-why so serious? You have no idea just how devious that creep Sellers is. He tried to set me up with some shady business scheme, thank God Foreman saw through it. Otherwise, my old man would've had my hide again."

Stella turned toward the sound and spotted three familiar figures standing by a shelf.

Rachel spoke gently, "Haynie, you've always loved this brand, haven't you? Since we're here, pick out a few pieces—I'll treat. Jasper, you should grab something too."

Rachel had noticed that, aside from his custom suits, nearly all of Haynes's clothes came from this very store. According to Keen, it was Stella who had picked them out for him.

As soon as Rachel heard Jasper was off house arrest, she'd coaxed him into helping her get Haynes out for some shopping.

cold and withdrawn, but in

Jasper was rifling through

even tried to pin the car crash on me—claimed I tampered with his brakes! Seriously, if I'd done it, I'd own up to it, but I barely know the guy. The fact that he'd jump to such

riled up by the second. "Who knows what sick stuff Sellers has done to make enemies. Someone finally takes revenge, and he dumps the blame on me. Now

stepped in at the last minute to help

turned dark.

letting that Burton guy off the hook this time!

heir to the Burton Group? I don't

knock him off his

not done with

Group had been stripped away for good. He blamed Sellers, and he wasn't about to

screw up again, I won't bail you

to sense something. He turned and glanced in

moment, then strode over to

voice low and gentle, "Are you here

tone was icy.

as if he hadn't

"The seasons