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.

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server.

man instinctively reached out to steady

"Thank you," Stella said.

and as soon as

What a beautiful woman!

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

quick smile, then hurried on her

disappear. He'd worked here for quite a while,

then, he felt a cold, prickling

young, well-dressed man. The man's expression

quickly looked away, not daring to

Stella's figure vanished from view

his phone and dialed

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responsible. No one

you."

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take care of it

expression was impassive. "Send over more of

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