Chapter 1946
When Love Comes Late
She nestled in his arms and faintly hummed.
Matthew thought for a while.
Then, he said, âBy the way, Kristian came to see me today.
â
Stella raised her head in surprise.
âWhy did he come to see you?â
As far as she knew, Kristian and Matthew didnât interact a lot.
Matthew answered, âHe brought a film contract and said he wanted to cooperate with us.
â
Stella put aside her earlier unhappiness.
She asked with a frown, âWhat do you think?â
She pondered for a while.
âAlthough I donât have deep feelings for Kristian, he might be my father after all.
I think itâs better not to involve interests between family members.
Otherwise, if we fall out, Iâm afraid things wonât end up well.
â
Matthew gently rubbed her head.
âDonât worry so much.
Itâs just a project.
Even if something goes wrong, Iâll make sure to cover it up and wonât let it bother you.
Trust me.
I will handle this matter well.
â
He didnât want her to worry.
But he still told her about this matter because he didnât want to hide anything from her.
After investigating Ethan, Matthew felt Kristianâs identity became more and more complicated.
He was sure of only one thing.
And that was Kristian was not as simple as he looked.
There must be some secrets behind Kristian.
Matthew wanted to dig deeper, but Kristian was very cautious.
There was very little useful information
about him.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Actually, Matthew wanted to personally get involved and find out about Kristianâs plan.
The engagement party of the Lowell family was rapidly approaching.
On that day, Joann sought out the most renowned makeup artist and studio in Seamarsh to ensure she looked breathtaking.
Aware of the whispers and snickers behind her back, comments about her doing anything to marry Bennett, she was determined to dazzle at the party and silence her detractors.
Joann was meticulous about every detail of the engagement celebration.
Surveying her outfit and hairstyle, she erupted, âWhat on earth is this? Iâm paying top dollar, and this is what you come up with to handle me?â
She kept doubting their makeup skills and their ability to choose the right combinations.
Her exacting standards in the dressing room made everyone on edge.
They were anxious but powerless to alter the situation, given they were employed by her.
Finally, when the stylist presented a set of jewelry, Joann gave it a cursory look only to realize it was nearly identical to the set Stella had chosen in the jewelry store, a memory that brought back a humiliating encounter.
Her irritation flared, and she slammed the jewelry onto the floor in a fit of rage.
âWhat is this garbage? Who chose these? Replace them immediately!â
Her fierce temper sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.
The stylist nodded and was on the verge of picking up the jewelry scattered on the floor when Lindsay approached.
She gently lifted the pieces and asked in a soft voice, âTodayâs supposed to be joyful.
Whatâs got you so upset?â