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.

in such a hurry that, just a few steps

server.

young man instinctively reached out to steady

"Thank you," Stella said.

and as soon as he caught sight of Stella,

What a beautiful woman!

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

quick smile, then hurried on

rooted to the spot, his ears burning red as he watched her disappear. He'd worked here for quite a while, but had rarely seen anyone as stunning

felt a cold,

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

the server. He quickly looked away, not

figure vanished from view did

up his phone and dialed

trace of what happened to Karl

Call think Haynes was

came We wiped everything

clean. They'll all think

responsible. No one

you."

frosty. "There's a waiter at this café who's crossed me.

care of it right

over more of that ointment I

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