Ch.335 Chapter 337 - When Love Comes Late

Colden shook his head and said, âI donât know him.

Zola smiled with a hint of irony and asked, âStella, what type of business is your husband involved in? Why donât you invite him over?

I believe my husband wouldnât mind offering some business opportunities to yours as a helping hand.

Her tone was condescending.

Stella felt disgusted.

With an unemotional expression, she responded indifferently, âThank you for your offer, but itâs not necessary.

Heâs involved in a modest business that provides for our family.

Zola thought Stella didnât appreciate her generosity.

She managed to suppress her anger and continued with a smile, âYouâre welcome.

We were once classmates, and even if there were any unpleasant memories between us in the past, they must have faded over the years, right?â

Her comment was a subtle reference to Stellaâs pettiness.

A hint of impatience crossed Stellaâs face.

When she was about to bid Besty goodbye, the latter spoke first.

She changed the subject and asked, âZola, what have you been up to lately? Youâre glowing more and more.

Zola responded with a bright smile and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

This question was exactly what she had hoped for.

It was another opportunity for her to show off.

Zola raised her chin slightly and said, âIâve been working on design projects lately.

By the way, have you heard about the KlassicLuxe design competition?â

Besty nodded, âYes, Iâm aware of it.

However, I heard that there are very few slots available, and only the top professionals in the industry make it to the second round.

Zolaâs smile grew even wider.

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She raised her chin slightly and cast a disdainful and self-satisfied look at Stella.

âIndeed, itâs quite challenging to make it to the second round.

There are only 10 slots available, but Iâve already secured a spot.

âOh my God! Youâre awesome, Zola!â Besty exclaimed.

Zolaâs ego continued to rise.

But her smile froze when she noticed Stella drinking without paying her any attention.

Zola, growing increasingly irritated, intentionally raised her voice.

âStella, I recall that you used to work in design.

Why didnât you enter the competition?â

Stella glanced at her and took another sip of wine, choosing not to respond to her question.