Chapter 380

The visual juxtaposition of red and black captivated onlookers, their curiosity about the woman behind the mask growing with every glance.

The exposed red lips and the perfect jawline were captivating.

Whispers of admiration filled the air.

“Who is she? She’s so stunning!”

“Did she design the dress herself? It complements her aura.

”

“She must hail from a wealthy family, but I’ve never seen her before.

”

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Stella responded with polite smiles to the compliments swirling around her.

As she reached for her phone to contact Maverick, a familiar, sharp voice emanated from behind.

“Stella!”

Hearing her name, Stella turned to find Zola striding towards her.

She frowned, recalling that Zola had mentioned making it to the second round of the KlassicLuxe design competition.

What a twist of fate to encounter an adversary!

Zola approached Stella, her demeanor exuding arrogance as she sneered.

“I didn’t expect you to attend the KlassicLuxe dinner party.

Why are you alone this time? Where’s your husband?”

Their last encounter ended in humiliation for Zola.

The memory of that defeat still stung.

Thus, upon spotting Stella exiting the car earlier, Zola hoped to discern who Stella’s husband might be.

To her surprise, Stella stood alone once again, a fact that fueled her envy.

She followed her, only to find that everyone’s attention was focused on Stella, which made her even more jealous.

“We met briefly Last time.

Reconnecting tonight must be fate.

Are you so miserly that you won’t introduce your husband to me?” Zola’s voice dripped with disdain, her eyes radiating hostility.

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Unwilling to engage in a confrontation on such an important occasion, Stella averted her gaze and replied calmly, “I’ll head inside first.

”

But Zola blocked her path.

“Why are you in such a hurry? Do you know what kind of event this is? It’s KlassicLuxe’s dinner party! Do you even have an invitation?”

Stella could discern the condescension and mockery in Zola’s tone and understood that Zola was attempting to belittle her at every opportunity.

But now they were still at the gate of the hotel.

She didn’t want to lose face with Zola.