When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Once Miley had walked away, Stella turned back to Emery, her brows knitting in curiosity.

Emery, whats this about? Without answering immediately, Emery reached into her bag and pulled out a voice recorder, handing it to Stella.

This is for you.

Ive been meaning to give it to you, but you havent been to Prosperity Group recently, and I wasnt sure if it was already too late.

Stella accepted the recorder, her confusion deepening.

What is this? Emerys gaze held a touch of mystery as she leaned in slightly and asked, her voice low, Have you never wondered why the chandelier suddenly fell during the launch event? Stella froze, her breath catching as her wide eyes locked onto Emery, disbelief etched across her face.

Emery simply nodded, a faint, enigmatic smile gracing her lips.

Theres no need to thank me.

I overheard something that day, purely by chance.

I always carry a recorder with me, so I thought..

why not help? Inside, youll find the answers youre looking for. Her words were deliberately cryptic, as though she were handing over a puzzle for Stella.

Stellas mind raced.

already given her an idea of what might be going on, and the results of

she wasnt particularly close with, to

with a warm smile, Then Ill design a dress for

her hand

No need, Mrs.

Clark.

something in the future

of discomfort on Stellas face, Emery softened

Dont worry.

not looking for

smiled

Alright then.

your request isnt too much, Ill

smile, turned on her heel, and began to walk

few steps, she paused and

expression grew serious as she said, Keep an eye on

been making some moves at

and

mind churned with thoughts