Chapter 389

Miley, who appeared fatigued, mustered her spirits the moment she laid eyes on Stella.

She inquired eagerly, “Stella, how was the dinner party? What did the judges think of your dress?”

Stella contemplated for a moment before responding, “Judging by their expressions, it seems positive, but the final verdict will hinge on the upcoming competition.

”

Relieved, Miley sighed.

“That’s a relief.

”

Her eyes then darted behind Stella as she queried, “Did you return alone? Where’s Maverick? Did he once again break his commitment for the evening?”

“No.

He attended the ball and even danced with me,” Stella clarified, her voice tinged with disappointment.

“But after I retrieved the number plate from the stage, he left, citing urgent work abroad.

”

“Is he really that busy?” Miley asked.

“Matthew is also swamped with work, but he hasn’t disappeared like this.

Have you ever asked Maverick about the nature of his business?”

“No.

” Stella lowered his eyes and pulled Miley into the house.

“He squeezed out time to see me tonight.

If I hadn’t been tough persistent at that time, I wouldn’t have been able to see him.

”

Stella’s mind was in a mess.

Their meeting had been hasty, far too rushed for a meaningful conversation.

Their marital issues remained unresolved.

Miley, aware that the KlassicLuxe party had been a mask ball, furrowed her brows.

“So, you still haven’t seen Maverick’s face?”

Once again, Stella affirmed her prior response.

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With a heavy sigh, she gazed at her phone screen, her thoughts in turmoil.

The scene pictures of the KlassicLuxe’s mask ball had been released on the Internet one after another.

Noticing that she was not in a good mood, Miley leaned against Stella and said, “Last time I went to talk about divorce for you, I saw Maverick, but unfortunately I didn’t take his photos at that time.

When you meet next time, I’ll go with you.

I’m sure I can help you recognize him.

”

The following morning, Stella arrived at Prosperity Group bright and early.

Office hours hadn’t begun yet, so the space lay empty, with only her presence breaking the silence.

Seated at her desk, she powered up her computer and delved into the design drawings for the upcoming competition.

Despite the sample already being created, Stella aimed to fine-tune the details, striving for perfection in her creation.