While Matthew’s rational voice reverberated in her ears, Stella’s thoughts drifted to memories of Devyn’s sorrowful gaze in front of her mother’s ICU ward and the countless times they had collaborated at Prosperity Group, where Devyn had been a staunch defender and ally.
They had once been the closest of friends.
After a prolonged pause, Stella finally responded to Matthew, her voice firm, “I need to speak with Devyn.”
Matthew furrowed his brow slightly, his dissatisfaction evident in his expression. “Why subject yourself to further pain by going to see her?”
Stella pursed her lips, lifting her gaze to meet Matthew’s, her resolve unwavering. “I understand she’s crossed a line, but she’s been facing considerable challenges lately. I believe in allowing her to come clean.”
Matthew stuck to his guns. With a comforting pat on Stella’s shoulder, he warned her, “Don’t risk your future on Devyn’s so-called friendship. It’s not worth it.”
Stella got the message. The selected designer would become Bella’s student.
Whether Bella was her mother or not, being under her wing meant learning from the best.
Yet, Stella wanted to give Devyn one last chance.
She met Matthew’s gaze, firm in her decision. “I’ve got this, don’t worry.”
Matthew sensed her resolve and backed off.
Maybe Stella needed to confront Devyn face-to-face.
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He agreed, saying, “Let’s go see her.”
At Devyn’s studio, Stella hesitated before knocking.
Entering, she found Devyn engrossed in work.
“Who’s there?”
Devyn glanced up, her expression shifting.
She knew why Stella had come. The online shop had just been updated with new styles of dresses, and here was Stella.
Devyn feigned ignorance. “Hey, Stella. Sorry, I’m swamped with orders right now so I don’t have time.”
It was clear she wanted Stella gone.
Stella saw through the act, sensing Devyn’s guilt.
“Really? Congrats, but…” Stella cut to the chase. “Why are your designs eerily similar to mine, the ones I haven’t even released?”
Devyn paused her work, a facade of innocence plastered on her face.
“What a coincidence, huh? But let’s be real, Stella. Similarities happen all the time. It’s not like I copied your exact patterns.”