Reflecting on Stella’s recent odd behavior, Miley wondered what else Stella had kept from her.
Gently removing the pen from Stella’s grasp, she draped a blanket over her, switched off the light, and closed the door quietly.
Standing alone in the hallway, she furrowed her brows in thought.
Stella’s desires to relocate, resign, and divorce couldn’t be baseless.
Contemplating Stella’s multitude of concerns, along with her own reliance on Stella for managing the company, Miley felt like she had failed as a friend.
She sighed heavily.
Over the years, she had lived in Seamarsh, relying on Stella’s support.
However, this time, she didn’t want to add to Stella’s burdens.
If the company did hit rock bottom, she could always seek financial help from her parents overseas.
This way, at least, Stella would have one less thing to worry about.
Late into the night, at a bar, the atmosphere was dimly Lit and loud music blared as the dance floor buzzed alive.
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rast to the revelers on the dance floor.
Even with the information he’d received from Neville, the mystery surrounding the divorce continued to weigh on him.
He picked up a whisky bottle and poured himself another drink.
Suddenly, a glass landed on the table in front of him, followed by a tall figure taking a seat across the booth.
Slater grinned.
“Mr. Clark, drowning your sorrows alone?”
Lifting his gaze, Matthew responded flatly, “What are you doing here?”
“I heard Prosperity Group will also design a dress for Mrs. Burke.
And my competitor is none other than Stella,” Slater said.
Setting his glass down, Matthew shifted in his seat, his face expressionless.
“And your point is?”
Slater’s smile broadened.
“My sample is ready. I’ve taken Mrs. Burke’s background and taste into account. I’m confident I’ll win.”