âThanks.â
Stella led her to sit down on the sofa and looked at Bradley. She joked with them, âThanks . You kept your mouth shut and didnât say a thing, knowing I was still alive. Iâm glad Weston didnât come to disturb my life.â
âIt was such a big deal.. Of course, Iâd keep it a secret!â
âIâm not someone with a big mouth,â Angelina said.
After she said that, Stella shot her a look.
Angelina felt a little weak and covered her mouth. âWell, about Yvonne... It was just a slip of the tongue...â
The only people who knew she was still alive were Bradley , Yvonne, and Angelina. She only told them after her situation had stabilized.
After all, they were the ones who really cared about her. She did not want to show up one day by surprise suddenly . They might think that she did not take them seriously as friends at all.
Stellaâs character had matured over the years. She could be indifferent to those she hated but cared about the people she loved more than ever.
Bradley did not say anything. He opened a bottle of wine and toasted her. âWhen you get back, no matter how long you stay, Iâll make a movie for you. How about that?â
Stella shook her head, smiling. âI donât plan to be an actress anymore.â âDid you know? Your role, Sophie, was nominated for Best Supporting Actress of the year. If it wasnât for the fact that they couldnât award it to the deceasedâ¦â Bradley said and came to an abrupt pause as if remembering something terrible. He drank another glass of wine.
âBut now that youâre Cicily, the international piano master, Iâm sure everyone knows your name now.
Thereâs no need to go through all this nonsense anymore.â
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Stella said, âItâs not nonsense. I do appreciate your kindness, but I think playing the piano is something I like better.â
âWell, you do what you like. Iâm happy for you.â
The group, busy catching up, didnât pay attention to the other side of the private area.
In the corridor, Weston was walking in a group that surrounded him. The people next to Weston handed him cigarettes and flattered him, but he did not respond.
When Weston suddenly caught sight of Stella in the other private room, he gazed down at her body and stopped dead in his tracks.
The people around him thought he was not serving Weston well and stopped. âWhatâs wrong? Mr.
Ford...â
Weston did not say anything at first. Then, he raised his chin slightly and said suddenly, âWeâll sit here.â
âBut weâve already booked a room...â
Weston looked at him indifferently.
The man immediately gave in and tried to flatter Weston. âYes, sure. Weâll talk in this room.â
Stella was unaware that Weston was merely a stoneâs throw away. When she spoke, Weston could hear her voice through the wall.
Stella came to meet Bradley as soon as she returned. It seemed they had been in close contact over the years.