Angelina sat stunned for a moment before saying, “No, I don’t,” in a daze.
Stella pursed her lips.
She recalled how certain Henry was when he claimed that Angelina was Faye…did he really get the
wrong person?
He must have.
“Why did you suddenly ask me that?” Angelina asked. “Who is Henry Moore, and what’s his relationship
with you?”
Stella didn’t want to add to her worries, so she simply chuckled and said, “Nothing, it was just a casual
question.”
Angelina blinked. “Are you hiding something from me? “If it’s something personal and you don’t wish to
tell me, that’s fine. But if it’s related to me, I wish that you’ll tell me honestly…” she whispered into
Stella’s ear.
Stella pondered for a moment.
She rubbed in between her brows and said slightly apologetically, “You’re right. I should tell you about
it.”
She then subsequently relayed everything that happened with Henry to Angelina
Angelina heard Stella out solemnly, her eyes in a daze.
Not getting a meaningful response, Stella raised her voice to
call out to her. “Angelina?”
Angelina snapped back to attention and rubbed her nose, smiling. “Does Faye look pretty?”
Her priorities had always been strange.
Stella said, “I have no idea, I don’t think I’ve met her before. But Henry thought you were her, which
means that you probably look like her. In that case, I consider her pretty.”
Angelina was stunned for a moment before realization dawned on her that Stella was paying her a
compliment.
She grabbed Stella’s arm gleefully. “Alright now. I know you’re praising my beauty, and I find you pretty
too, but regrettably, I like men!”
Stella burst out laughing. “I like men, too.”
The two were so engrossed in their joyful chatter that they did not even realize Caspian coming over to
them.
He stood right before Stella and looked down at her, looking as though he had something to say.
It had been a few days since he saw her, and Stella looked the same as she did, but he still sensed
something different about her.
Everyone knew about the mess at the engagement banquet.
That included Caspian, too.
His manager tugged at his ear and warned him.
“Do you see that? Her true identity is Weston’s partner. Since
she already has Weston, do you think she’ll fancy you?”
“I don’t have any feelings for her!” Caspian rebuked his manager in frustration.
“You’re just lying to yourself! We’ve been together for so long; I know you inside out!”
“Who are you trying to kid? The look in your eyes when you look at her tells me everything I need to
know!”
Caspian remained silent.
He did realize that he had developed feelings for Stella.
Before he could keep it in check or even before it had time to grow, it had become wishful thinking on his
part.
Angelina noticed Caspian and nudged Stella, “Mr. Yates…”
“Don’t call me that. It sounds so formal.”
He shot them both a wry smile. “It’s been a while.”
He had no idea what else to say other than that.
Stella felt inexplicably awkward as she nodded to him. “Yes, it’s been a while.”
They weren’t close, to begin with.
What’s more, given Caspian’s status, there was a need for them to keep their distance, which made
things even more awkward.
Caspian’s kept darting his gaze towards her as if he had something to say, which he ultimately decided
to swallow back down.
“Be careful during the interview later… it’ll be starting soon,” he said.
He was trying to remind her to watch out for the reporters’ questions.
Stella nodded. “Thank you, Mr… Senior.”
She decided to change how she addressed him.
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