The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 1088

Shawn's heart fluttered like a cat pawing at a ball of yarn-restless, itching, wanting more.

"Of course not. Even if I lied to anyone else, I wouldn't dare try it on a gorgeous woman like you, Ms. Cameron."

He was practically spellbound, his composure slipping away with each passing second. Grinning, he raised his glass, inching closer to Stella.

"To Ms. Cameron," he said, eyes gleaming with thinly veiled desire. He tried to tip her delicate chin up with the rim of his glass, aiming to press her lips to the drink.

Stella's expression turned ice-cold in an instant.

With a swift, decisive motion, she snatched the glass from his hand and flung its contents straight into Shawn's face.

The private lounge, which had been filled with laughter and chatter, fell eerily silent.

Everyone stared, stunned. No one even dared to breathe.

Shawn, now dripping and humiliated, snapped back to his senses. Pointing an angry finger at Stella, he exploded, "Did you really just throw that at me?! Don't you want this contract anymore?!"

Stella's face remained impassive. "Not enough to sell myself for it."

Exposed and publicly humiliated, Shawn's anger boiled over.

pure, huh? Just another used-up tramp pretending

head down onto the bar with

"Crash!"


glasses shattered, spilling

to silence the whole

in a humiliating pose,

of a sharply dressed, strikingly handsome

part, didn't look the least bit surprised or

first, and he certainly wouldn't be the

a calm, even voice,

foot and followed her out, leaving the

in the corridor, Aicken mopped

so sorry. I never imagined things would get so out of hand." Stella didn't blame him.

the short straw

seen it all before, back when she

as a newcomer to business,


here. If anything, it would only

Shawn, still reeling from his public humiliation, slunk into

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