Chapter 743: Chapter 745

But given how agitated Henry was, exposing Angelina might bring her trouble…

“I was alone in the car,” she said. “You made a mistake; I was the only person in the car all along.”

The driver glanced at her, his eyes shifty, but he did not say anything else.

Guinevere got out of her car and ran over. She didn’t expect to see Stella and her face turned cold.

“What are you doing here?”

Stella ignored her and instead turned to look at Weston. “Is there anything else? If not, I’ll be off.”

Instead of replying to Stella, he said to Guinevere, “Bring Henry back first.”

Guinevere stood stunned for a moment before asking in disbelief, “ Why? Didn’t we agree to have a gathering between the three of us?”

He furrowed his brows. “Next time.”

Guinevere couldn’t believe her ears. “Weston…”

She stood there watching him take Stella away, showing no concern for her feelings.

She went to great lengths to find this opportunity for the three to gather and reminisce on their past memories.

It was all Ella’s fault!

In the car.

Guinevere was grumbling non-stop. “I think Weston has changed… he’s not himself anymore!”

“He would never bail on his appointments at the last minute like this. Does that woman not know our relationship? Why did she put up an act to make Weston leave us hanging like this?”

Whenever Guinevere hit a brick wall with Weston, she would frequently complain about it to Henry.

Henry would always patiently hear her out.

But today, he was not in the mood. “Are you quite done?”

Guinevere was stunned silent.

Did he just cut her off?

“Henry, what’s the matter? Weston was the one who bailed on us. Can’t I complain about it?”

“Given what just happened, do you really think we’re still in the mood for a gathering?”

“Why not?”

Guinevere went on in disbelief, “Do you mean to say that you’re not in the mood to have a meal with me…just because of that, Faye?”

The mention of Faye made his face darken.

“I saw her just now…”

Henry kept repeating that statement and lifted bloodshot eyes toward Guinevere, “Do you believe me? I really saw her!”

Guinevere shut her eyes and decided not to say anything more, as if out of spite.

Since he refused to listen to her grumble, she, too, refused to hear him out.

Henry didn’t seem to care whether she wanted to hear him out or not.

He simply stared ahead, his eyes growing colder and colder by the minute.

The black Cullinan drove steadily on the road.

Stella couldn’t hold back her question, “Is your friend crazy?”

Weston glanced at the driver seated in front.

The driver knowingly raised the divider between them.

Stella instinctively felt like something was wrong and looked at him in alarm, “What are you doing?”

He looked leisurely at her, “Who was that woman just now?”

Stella was stunned for a moment. She looked down and mumbled, “

I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

“Your eyes shift when you lie.”

Weston paused for a moment before warning her, “Don’t lie to me, Stella.”