Neville muttered under his breath, Matthew, you might have a wandering eye, but Stella doesnt.

Shes completely devoted to you.

The comment earned him a sharp glare from Matthew, and he promptly fell silent.

Sensing the tension, Cordell stepped in to diffuse it.

Could this be a misunderstanding? They say seeing is believing, but sometimes we misinterpret what we see.

If theres confusion, its better to talk it out face-to-face instead of overthinking.

Neville quickly chimed in, nodding.

Exactly.

Cordells got a point.

And if youre too proud to ask outright, Ive got an idea.

Grinning mischievously, Neville continued, Why not play tipsy when you get home? Sweet-talk Stella a little. For all you know, theres no conflict at all.

Matthew scoffed at the suggestion, a disdainful smirk tugging at his lips.

not doing

Stella returned home, she

retrieved the recording device Emery had given her and began playing

sound quality was faint, accompanied by background noise, but she could

with a

with that chandelier, and Ill give

skipped

heard, she recalled the details

voices belonged to Robin, while the other was likely that of the

began connecting the dots, the sudden chime of the doorbell broke her

to

the sight of Neville,

of alcohol hit her instantly, making her wrinkle

Matthews health condition, she couldnt help but mutter, Why did he drink so much? Neville gave a

on his

word, he pushed

Im leaving him with you

right mind, so dont

just let it go, alright? Before Stella could respond, Neville

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255