Chapter 1185 Stella had a unique sense of charm in the light. Stellaâs beauty was immense, so breathtaking that nobody could take their eyes off of her.
She had a kind of charm that completely bewitched him. He was staring so hard at her that he almost forgot to reply.
When the guy next to him nudged him in the arm, he finally came back to his senses. âIâm so sorry...
Come over! Miss, please sit over here. Iâll pour you a glass of wine!â
Bradley shot the guy a cold glare. He got up and walked to Stella, âIf you donât want to, Iâll take you out now.â
âNo, itâs fine.â Stella looked him in the eye and said faintly, âEven if we leave now, heâll still find ways to come to me later. Thereâs no need to keep hiding. Iâve done nothing wrong, have I?â
Bradley looked at her steadily and did not say anything. At last, he sighed and returned to his seat.
Stella glanced at the current seat and saw only one empty spot next to Weston, seemingly left on purpose. She let out a laugh. âI canât sit next to someone I donât know. Why donât you move me to a seat with someone I know?â
âWhat do you mean by you donât know?â
The man next to Weston immediately said, âYouâll know him after you get to know each other better. Just sit here and talk to the person next to you more. Fate has gathered us! Speak more and get acquainted!â
Weston looked up at Stella in silence. He watched her approach and sat down next to him, showing no hint of cowardice.
Weston raised an eyebrow and said, âI thought youâd say no.â
Stella laughed and put her hand on the back of her chair.â I have no reason to.â
She sounded unbothered and acted as if there was nothing to refuse. In fact, she didnât refuse him because she was afraid of getting into a mess.
Her seat would not change her treatment of him.
Westonâs eyes gradually turned sullen. His hand was already on her waist. âIt looks like youâve learned a lot abroad. You can handle this kind of occasion with ease now. Why donât you teach me about it, hm?â
Stella pulled his hand away impassively. âExcuse me, sir. I may be available, but not every man can meet my requirements.â
âOh? Is that so? Tell me your requirements then.â
Stella tapped the corner of her mouth. âI donât have any requirements. I only care about those who make me happy.â
âHow can I make you happy?â
Weston took her waist and pulled her closer. He let her feel the heat of his body and whispered in her ears, âTell me and see if I can do it.â
The investors were glad to see the two whispering to each other intimately. They winked at each other, thinking that had made the right decision.
Everyone said Weston was deeply in love with his long â dead wife and had never gotten close to any women. Well, what was he doing then?
How could men have no needs? That would only happen when they did not find the woman they liked.
Daisy sat in the corner without much presence. As she listened to the lewd conversations revolving around her, she felt like hiding somewhere dark and blocking the noises out of her world.
Daisy had been working with Weston for a long time. She would drink on his behalf and had done so much for him. Even so, he never looked at her...
Daisy thought Weston agreed to share a room with other patrons because he was finally interested in another woman. She did not expect to see Stella again!
âNot Stella again...â Daisy thought, feeling a little sour and selfâdeprecating. âYeah. Who else but Stella could make Weston act so strangely?â