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.

so pure, huh? Just another

never finished. Suddenly, a hand slammed his head down onto the bar with a sickening

"Crash!"


and glasses shattered, spilling liquor

was enough to silence the whole

in a humiliating pose, his

of a sharply dressed,

look the least bit surprised

knew Shawn wasn't the first, and

even voice, she said,

her

in the corridor, Aicken mopped

get so

draw the short straw

when she played the violin.

even as a newcomer to business, she'd already steeled


wouldn't end here. If anything, it would

still reeling from his public

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