Chapter 350
When Love Comes Late
After multiple attempts, the call finally connected.
However, surprisingly, a manâs voice answered from the other end.
âHello, are you a friend of this lady? Please come and pick her up as soon as possible.
â
Stella furrowed her brow and asked for the address.
It was a nightclub.
After hanging up the phone, Stella rushed over.
Inside the club, Flossie was inebriated and sprawled on a sofa.
The bartender, upon seeing Stella, handed Flossie over to her and said, âThis lady hasnât settled her bill.
Please take care of it.
â
Stella paid the bill and looked at Flossie, who was intoxicated and resting on the sofa.
Stella tapped Flossieâs cheek gently.
âWake up.
Where do you live?â
Flossie half-opened her eyes, mumbled incomprehensibly, and turned her head away.
Stella helped her sit up and repeated the question.
Only when she leaned closer did she catch Flossieâs response clearly.
Stella helped Flossie to her feet and, after some effort, got her outside.
They hailed a taxi to Flossieâs provided address, an older district in Seamarsh without an elevator.
Stella was out of breath after helping Flossie to the third floor.
She patted Flossieâs cheek again and asked, âGive me the key.
â
Flossie remained unresponsive.
Stella let out a sigh, rummaged through her bag, found the key, unlocked the door, and entered the apartment.
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Although the place was clean, it was quite cramped.
Stella placed Flossie on the bed and could finally rest.
When she got her puff back, she sat down on a chair and planned to wait for Flossie to wake up.
As she observed the woman on the bed, confusion set in.
Werenât there rumors online that Flossie was being kept by a wealthy man? If that was true, why was she living in such a humble apartment?
Stella couldnât comprehend the situation and decided not to dwell on â¦
She shifted her attention away and retrieved her iPad from her bag to review her sketches.