Chapter 103

“Would you like to dance?”

Marshall’s voice sounded very soft, or perhaps, gentle.

He always had this magnetic voice, yet that was his first time talking to her like that.

Stella suddenly felt very uncomfortable. She did not know if it was the alcohol or how aggrieved she felt, but tears welled up in her eyes.

Then, she said in a hoarse voice, “I’m not good at it.”

Marshall smiled. “Me neither.”

He lied. He was a good dancer.

He got every beat right as he matched her pace patiently.

That was something Stella never experienced with Keegan. She would always step on his foot, and Keegan was never a teacher with patience.

He would stop dancing with her after she stepped on him a few times.

She was not a terrible dancer, but Keegan would not try to accommodate her pace.

Stella already started sweating after two songs.

She handed Marshall a glass of wine and asked him while supporting her chin with one hand, ” Are you really a fan of Bella Young?”

Marshall smiled. Then, he damped a piece of tissue with some wine and wiped the signature off.

“I don’t really watch television, but it was my first time meeting a superstar like her. I was just curious to see what’s so special about them.”

Stella did not really believe him.

The reason he gave was kind of a stretch to her.

Marshall noticed how she did not believe him, so he added, “I’m just kidding. To be honest, there’s something I need to make sure of. I’ll tell you about it after that.”

Stella said, “Just don’t tell me that you’re her fans.”

Her insistent looked very cute to Marshall. Then, he raised his hand and swore, “I promise I’m not.”

“Let’s drink, then.”

Marshall raised his glass and suddenly said, “Ms. Young hurt herself.”

Stella paused.

Then, he explained, “Her arm landed on the glass when she fell just now. After all, she’s a public figure, and she needs to maintain a good image. She’d have a lot of explaining to do if any of the paparazzi took a picture of her.”

Stella came around and realized that he was actually explaining on behalf of Keegan.

She looked down and smiled. “Do all men like to help each other and treat women like they’re stupid?”

Marshall shook his head. “I’m not trying to help him. I’m just telling you what I saw.”

Stella put her wine down. “So, are you going to tell Keegan about how I hired you to initiate a lawsuit?”

“This is your privacy as my client. Nobody except for me and you would know about this unless you chose to tell them. This is my professional ethics as a lawyer.”

Stella stared at him for a very long time.

Her eyes looked crystal clear.

“I’m not going to pay you a single penny if you ever tell him about it.”

Marshall was stunned. Then, he chuckled.

“I’ll keep my mouth shut for the money.”

He raised his glass as he spoke.

Stella clinked her glass with his and her mood suddenly became a lot better.

The banquet ended around eleven.

Keegan never returned after leaving.

Stella was still wearing her flimsy dress while sitting on a stone bollard outside the hotel. She squinted as she watched the cars flew her by as if she was thinking about something.

Suddenly, her phone rang.