The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

"Why did Uncle have to say it was Stella?"

Sherman opened his mouth, ready to protest, but one icy look from Sellers silenced him.

His expression flickered—anger, confusion, resignation—before he finally swallowed his words.

Karl, lost in his own storm, didn't notice any of it. His eyes were bloodshot, burning with hatred. He clenched his fists so tight his knuckles whitened, jaw set in a grim line.

“Stella, I swear—I'd rather die than let you win!"

Sellers' voice was calm, detached. “Karl, you need to rest. Tomorrow, I'll have someone send you away for a little vacation."

But Karl didn't seem to hear him. He just kept staring into space, consumed by a bitterness that chilled the room.

Sellers turned and strode out. Sherman hurried after him.

“Uncle,” he said urgently, "this wasn't Stella's doing at all. Why—"

Gardner family? Untouchable. Even if we could take revenge, what would the

needs someone to blame. Stella is the

to accept

never be Karl's equal? It's because you're too sentimental. You still cling to these foolish notions of mercy. Remember this—show mercy to

there's still a chance for peace between you and

burned every bridge with Stella. There was

if reconciliation

they really have

never did? This wasn't petty rivalry this was a grudge that would

own to destroy

Aurora Williams can't stand Stella: Let them tear each other apart. If Stella's

Aurora, Sherman's determination faltered. He let out a

"I understand."

broke, the scandal around the