Foreman's voice was gentle. "Let me give you a ride."

Stella shook her head. “That's all right, my friend's car is parked nearby. He's already on his way to pick me up."

Foreman didn't press her.

Just as Stella turned to leave, Foreman called her back.

"Star."

She glanced over. "Yes, Foreman? Is there something else?"

His gaze dropped to her arm. "How's that scrape on your arm doing?"

Stella pushed up her sleeve so he could take a look. "It's fine now."

Despite her reassurance, the fresh scar on her skin made Foreman's eyes darken.

"I have some really effective scar cream at home," he said. "I'll have my assistant send it over to you tomorrow."

"Thank you, but that's all right," Stella replied with a polite smile. "Keen already gave me some ointment that works wonders. I'm happy with it for now."

"All right, but if you ever need anything, just let me know."

After saying goodbye, Stella headed for the exit.

a few

server.

young man instinctively reached out

"Thank you," Stella said.

twenties, and as soon as he caught sight of

What a beautiful woman!

He stammered, "N-no problem..."

smile,

watched her disappear. He'd worked here for quite a

he felt a cold, prickling

himself face-to-face with a young, well-dressed man. The man's expression was icy, his gaze sharp

shudder ran through the server. He quickly looked away, not daring to linger, and

from view did Foreman

phone and dialed

of what happened to Karl last time was

Call think Haynes was

came We wiped

clean. They'll all think

responsible. No one

you."

a waiter at this café who's crossed me. Send someone to make

sir. I'll take care of it

"Send over more of that ointment I

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