Stella glanced at the stacks of documents on the table and felt her head throbbing. âYou must be very b usy since you came into the study the moment you got home. Letâs not let things get in the way.â
She behaved like she was thinking for his sake.
However, Weston didnât let her go. âSo, are you complaining that I didnât spend enough time with you?â
âThatâs not what I meant...â
Stella had been put in a tough position. He clearly knew what she meant but had deliberately made it di fficult for her.
Weston let out a sneer, lifted her up, and placed her on the table.
Her instinct was telling her that something was wrong. As she tried to escape, he held her waist and pushed her backward.
He sat facing her like that.
She didnât feel safe sitting in that position and said anxiously, âStop messing around. Go do your work. Iâm going to bed.â
âItâs still early.â Westonâs voice turned deep all of a sudden.
He reached his hands out to touch her hair, feeling its softness on his fingertips.
The light inside the room was bright. The man looked down at her condescendingly and could see every line on her face clearly.
Weston was a towering figure. Although Stella wasnât as short as compared to other girls, she looked e xtremely tiny beside him.
There was an obvious height difference between them.
Even though she was sitting at the table, she was still shorter than him.
He looked down and stared at her eyelashes. Feeling his heart skip a beat, he leaned in to kiss her. Along with Stella was another actress in the same situationâ Angelina Thompson.
Her performance was also amazing but the difference between them was that she had just graduated as an acting major.
* She performed very well in school, but because of her slightly inferior appearance to her classmates, she never got a chance in getting good roles.
Angelina was gorgeous and attractive among the ordinary, but there was also no shortage of beautiful women in the entertainment industry. Even standing next to Stella made her look more like an ordinary person.
That said, like Stella, she had a good personality and was very professional in her dealings.
The next morning, after Angelina finished her scene, she headed to Stella to tell her about it.
Instantly, Stella felt a little less nervous. She thought that sheâd have to endure the whole day alone.
âI was worried that I wouldnât have anyone to talk to and Iâll just stand there like an idiot...â
âItâs fine. I was scared too. Hey, if I feel awkward, Iâll go to you so we can be together, alright?â
Hearing this, Stella laughed. âYouâre putting your hopes on the wrong person. Iâm probably more awkwa you.â
âYou never been to these galas before?â
Stella shook her head.
Angelina let out a chuckle. âWhat a coincidence . I have , never been to one before too. Will we be standing there like idiots later?â
âMaybe.â
The other guests heard laughing and talking and subconsciously turned in their direction.
Angelina wasnât an important figure, so they didnât care who she mingled with.
But who would have thought that sheâd receive Bradleyâs invitation as well?