Chapter 1207

Miley’s laughter, warm and infectious, filled Stella’s ears.

“I know, I know, I’m terribly sorry.

I made sure you were the first person I called as soon as I landed.

We must meet tonight.

I have some thrilling news to share.

”

“What news?” Stella’s heart skipped a beat, a mix of anticipation and anxiety.

“We’ll dive into it at dinner.

It’s something positive, I promise,”

Miley assured.

“Oh, and could you please inform Flossie too? Her Line seems unreachable.

Let’s meet at Sunnysky Restaurant at seven.

”

Sunnysky Restaurant-the name echoed in Stella’s mind, sending her thoughts into a whirlwind.

The restaurant was a part of the Pierce Group empire.

But why there, of all places?

Miley had ended things with Neville, who had since found someone new.

Was a reconciliation in the cards?

Caught in her whirl of speculations, Stella barely noticed when Miley ended the call.

Shaking off her thoughts for the moment, she decided to reach out to Flossie.

After all, things would become clear once they met up in the evening.

She dialed Flossie’s number.

Yet, a long call that rang unanswered eventually led her to send a text message.

Stella’s unease grew.

Lately, Flossie had been elusive, scarcely seen and difficult to contact.

Stella had assumed Flossie was abroad for a fashion event, but there was no buzz, no news.

What could be happening with Flossie?

Lost in her musings, Stella’s train of thought was interrupted by a text from Flossie, vibrating her phone back to life.

Her response was succinct.

“Regrettably, I’m tied up overseas with a magazine cover shoot.

Can’t swing back just yet.

Go ahead and gather without me.

I’ll catch up once I’m back.

”

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Stella read it, a mix of disappointment and relief swirling within her.

Maybe she was indeed reading too much into things.

That evening, Stella arrived at the restaurant ahead of time.

As she stepped in, her eyes landed on Neville, reigniting her suspicions about a possible reunion between him and Miley.

However, Neville’s next actions swiftly dismantled her theories.

“Stella? You’re here alone? Where’s Matthew? He didn’t come with you?”

Neville quick glances behind her, searching for someone else, only added to her confusion.

Stella’s brows knit together in contemplation, scrutinizing his expression for any hint of insincerity or jest.