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

server.

man instinctively reached out to

"Thank you," Stella said.

soon as he caught sight of Stella, he

What a beautiful woman!

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

quick smile, then hurried on

her disappear. He'd worked here for quite

then, he felt a cold, prickling

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

quickly looked away, not daring

figure vanished from view did

phone and dialed

sure every trace of what happened to Karl last time

Call think Haynes was

came We

clean. They'll all think

responsible. No one

you."

at this café who's crossed me. Send someone to make sure he never

care of

impassive. "Send over more of that ointment I asked for last

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