Yvonne stood there, dressed like a peacock in full display, her outfit dripping with gold and jewels, flaunting her wealth and superiority. Her voice carried an air of unrestrained arrogance.“Well, well, if it isn’t Stellar Rivers, the illustrious representative of Riverside Corporation who just signed a deal with Brighton Group. What’s this? Picking up trash outside a school now?”She smirked, lifting her foot to step on one of Stellar’s scattered books.Ha! So, what if Percy didn’t like her? He was still going to obediently get engaged to her.Every time Yvonne complained to her parents about her frustrations, they coddled her endlessly. Not only did they pressure her uncle to invest an extra two million dollars into her latest film, but they also arranged a dinner meeting with the Moore family tonight at an upscale restaurant to finalize the engagement date.Stellar’s gaze turned cold as she looked up at Yvonne.“Move.”“And if I don’t? What can you do about it?” Yvonne sneered, to
Stellar didn’t want to talk about it, and Claude didn’t press her further, though anger surged within him. “It seems someone needs to be taught a lesson,” Claude thought.The drive was quiet, with neither of them saying much. When they finally arrived at the restaurant, Claude broke the silence. “Alright, enough with the gloomy face. Eat first. You’ll need a full stomach to think things through.” Stellar could tell Claude had noticed her troubled mood but chose to give her space. His subtle way of showing respect made her feel comforted. After parking the car, Claude led her inside to the private room he had reserved in advance. The restaurant’s decor was luxurious, with an elegant ambiance. From the main hall, the soft notes of a piano melody flowed in, soothing and uplifting, as though washing away her worries. Stellar gradually felt her emotions settle. Soon, dish after dish began arriving at their table. Although each portion was small, the sheer number of dishes was
When Claude returned with a dark expression, Stellar immediately set her utensils down. “Uncle Claude, you don’t look too happy. Did something happen during that call?” Seeing her concerned face and recalling Yvonne’s venomous behavior, Claude felt a sharp pang of heartache. Not wanting to ruin Stellar’s mood, he brushed it off casually. “It’s nothing, just ran into a barking dog.” Stellar paused, then offered her own calm reassurance. “Well, if it’s just an animal, there’s no need for us to stoop to their level.” Claude burst into hearty laughter, his mood instantly lifted. Picking up his utensils, he placed more food on Stellar’s plate. “Here, eat more, Stellar. You’re far too thin. You need to take better care of yourself. As long as I’m here, I’ll make sure you’re well-fed and never mistreated.” A warm feeling blossomed in Stellar’s chest. It felt wonderful to be cared for like this.…After the meal, Claude went to fetch the car, leaving Stellar waiting outside.
Stellar paused for a moment, guessing that Claude likely saw what had transpired earlier. Yet, out of respect for her, he chose not to intervene or ask questions. Her heart warmed at the thought, and a genuine smile spread across her face. “I will. Thank you, Uncle Claude. Drive safe.” She waved him off as he left before heading back into the villa. …Later that evening. After a relaxing hot shower, Stellar stepped out of her room, only to receive an unexpected phone call—from none other than Percy’s mother, Margaret Farrell. “Stellar! It’s so good to hear your voice!” Margaret’s tone was syrupy sweet, just as it always had been. “About what happened at the restaurant today, I wasn’t ignoring you on purpose. You know how much I’ve always cared for you, don’t you?” Her words sounded warm and familiar, but Stellar had long since seen through the façade. She didn’t respond, keeping silent on the line. Margaret, sensing the lack of engagement, grew impatient. “Are you hol
To stand up for Yvonne, Jonathan was willing to go to such lengths.Did he truly despise her that much? Enough to crush her dreams entirely?Jonathan faltered for a moment under Stellar’s piercing gaze. Something about her eyes made him feel a flicker of unease, even guilt, but he quickly averted his gaze.Yvonne, eager to prevent any softening of his resolve, wasted no time fanning the flames.“But sister, haven’t you already secured the favor of multiple men? Mr. Howe, and that wealthy, dashing gentleman who picked you up the other day? Why bother stirring up trouble here on campus?”Jonathan’s head snapped up and the brief moment of hesitation wiped clean from his face.“Stellar,” he scolded, his voice brimming with anger. “When did you become so shameless? After leaving the Harlow family, you’ve been jumping from one man to another. It’s disgraceful!”The memory of her unapologetic attitude the day before resurfaced, fueling his frustration. She showed no remorse for her actions an
When it came to sharp-tongued remarks, Victor was unmatched, leaving no room for pleasantries. Yvonne’s face turned crimson as she was rendered speechless by his blunt dismissal, and even Jonathan was momentarily stunned into silence.However, Victor paid them no further attention and turned to Jasper. “Jasper, weren’t you just saying you wanted to meet the investor who would invest one hundred million dollars into my project? Well, here he is!” His expression was indignant as he patted Claude on the shoulder. “And if a mere two million dollars can bar Stellar from returning to this school, then surely one hundred million dollars can ensure people like this…” His disdainful gaze flicked to Yvonne, and he enunciated slowly, “…are banned from ever setting foot on this campus again.”For a moment, the entire room fell into stunned silence. All eyes turned to Claude, their disbelief evident. A man this young and polished had casually invested one hundred million dollars? Who was he?How
Clearing his throat, Jasper tried to mediate, his voice filled with an attempt to diffuse the tension. “Let’s all calm down. This is just a misunderstanding.”Before he could steer the conversation away, Claude, who had remained silent for a while, spoke again. His tone carried a commanding authority that brooked no argument. “The one hundred million dollars I’ve invested now comes with an additional condition—there will be no collaboration with this Miss Harlow or her family. I wouldn’t want to jeopardize the project’s success.”The implication was clear: she was bad luck.Yvonne nearly exploded with rage. She opened her mouth to retort, but the cold glint in Claude’s eyes made her bite her tongue. Instead, she turned to Jonathan, her voice dripping with grievance. “Uncle.”Jonathan snapped back to attention, ready to defend her, but before he could say anything, Claude’s gaze swept over him dismissively, his tone laced with indifference. “Ah, I almost forgot. The Harlow family, wa
Jasper quickly turned his attention to Stellar, bowing his head in apology. "I’m sorry, Stellar. This was my mistake."Stellar shook her head, offering no further comment, and quietly left the office with Victor and Claude.Once outside, Stellar’s vision blurred momentarily, and she turned toward Victor with a deep bow. "Professor, thank you so much for standing up for me today."Other than her family, no one had ever defended her so fiercely before.Victor snorted, crossing his arms. "Always causing me trouble." Though his words were gruff, the faint warmth in his tone betrayed his true feelings. Stellar recognized his sharp tongue but soft heart, and a comforting warmth spread through her chest.As for Claude, a glance between them was enough to communicate volumes. "Uncle Claude, I promise your investment will pay off.”The ordeal had stretched the afternoon far into the day. After Victor left, Claude offered to drive Stellar back. However, as they stepped out of the building, t
Stellar could hear the malice dripping from the reporter’s words.She took a deep breath.This incident hadn’t been a secret back then.But after all these years, for someone to bring it up now—so deliberately, so calculated—it was obvious this wasn’t just a casual question.Someone planned this.But they seemed to have forgotten one thing—she was no longer the same Stellar Rivers from back then.Her therapist had told her once that running from the past would never free her from it. The only way to take back control was to face it head-on.She refused to let this moment break her.She had rebuilt her life from the ground up.She was not that helpless girl anymore.And yet, the weight of the stares and the judgment seeping into the air had pulled her straight back into the nightmares of her past.She tried to speak, tried to force out a response.But no sound came.The memories clawed at her, her stomach twisting violently, her body betraying her despite every ounce of resolve she had.
"Our company intends to use this land to build a luxury resort. It will attract international travelers and serve as a hub for cultural exchange, creating a bridge between domestic and global tourism…"Mark listened carefully, nodding subtly in approval.It was a solid proposal.Then, it was Brighton Group’s turn.Stephen glanced at Stellar, silently signaling for her to take the lead.She raised a brow, momentarily surprised by his level of trust.But since he was giving her the stage, she wasn’t going to shy away from it."Our plan is to develop this land for the advancement of aerospace technology. It will serve as a research and development facility, contributing to the nation’s space exploration efforts and scientific innovation."Mark sat back, absorbing her words.Her explanation was articulate and her vision was ambitious.There was something remarkable about a young woman with a mind set on shaping the futureAt that moment, she wasn’t just presenting a project; she was illumi
But after the initial shock, jealousy hit her like a wave.Why?Why did Stellar, a woman she saw as nothing more than discarded leftovers, always have powerful men standing by her side?What did she have that Yvonne didn’t?Her gaze instinctively shifted to Percy.No matter how she measured it—looks, intelligence, presence—Percy was leagues below the man standing in front of them now.Even fate seemed to favor Stellar.Percy, meanwhile, stood frozen in disbelief.He had never imagined that this man before him was Brighton Group’s CEO, the industry’s most sought-after visionary.However, Stephen paid them no mind. Instead, he arched a brow, his voice carrying an effortless, almost lazy confidence."If Stellar were really trying to latch onto someone, she wouldn’t need to look elsewhere—I’m right here. She doesn’t even spare me a glance, so why would she be interested in him?"His remark left Yvonne, Percy, and Stellar speechless.The murmurs in the crowd only grew."He’s got a point. W
Stellar almost laughed.The sheer audacity.How could Percy possibly think he was better than Stephen?How shameless did he have to be to say something like that with a straight face?Just as she was about to respond, a sharp voice interrupted."Percy?"Percy turned, only to see Yvonne approaching.She was clutching a wine glass tightly, though her expression remained composed on the surface.Inside, she was seething.The heiress of the Seaton family, one of the owners of this very land, was part of her social circle. That was how she had gotten an invitation to tonight’s event.But the last thing she expected was to find Percy here—and worse, standing so close to Stellar, locked in a heated exchange.They appeared to be laughing and chatting.Had he deliberately turned down her invitation just so he could come here for Stellar?Had he lied about his business meeting?Fury burned through her veins, but she swallowed it down, composing herself as she made her way over."Percy?" she cal
Percy instantly recognized the man standing beside Stellar—it was the same guy he had seen with her at the private dining restaurant that night.So, they did know each other.Was she here with him?That thought alone sent a deep sense of unease surging through him, an almost suffocating sense of urgency.His fists clenched tightly at his sides.Not long ago, she was always the one by his side, helping him secure project after project.But now?Now, she stood beside someone else, acting as if he were a stranger.They were once so close, yet at this moment, they had never felt farther apart.A desperate urge clawed at Percy, compelling him to reach for something—anything—before it slipped away completely.He stepped forward, about to say something to Stellar—But before he could, the host of the event, Mark Seaton, made his way toward the crowd.Percy swallowed back his impulse and forced himself to stay put."Welcome, esteemed guests. I know you’ve all gathered here for the same reason—
Stellar flinched, startled, and quickly turned around, only to find Stephen standing beside her. She had no idea when he even got there. "Senior…" She blinked at him suspiciously. "You heard everything just now?" "Hmm. I happened to be in the restroom." Stephen’s tone was casual as if it were just a coincidence. Stellar’s eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint. "Well, I guess you saw through me." She let out a small chuckle. "I was bluffing to see how she’d react. Turns out, she folded instantly. If I actually had proof, I wouldn’t have let her off so easily." Someone who couldn’t focus on their research and instead schemed to sabotage others’ work wasn’t worth any sympathy. Just having her step down from the project while still keeping her spot as a graduate student was already giving her more mercy than she deserved. "Senior, do you think I was too harsh?" Her eyes shimmered with mischief, not at all apologetic. Instead of coming across as cunning, it made he
Vivian’s palms were slick with nervous sweat, but she kept up her bravado, voice sharp despite the tremor beneath it."You have no right to accuse me! I didn’t tamper with the data. You're making baseless accusations!"Stellar arched a brow, her gaze sharp enough to cut through any pretense."Oh? So, you’d rather go public with this? Let me lay out the evidence for everyone to see?"Her voice was calm, almost amused, but the weight behind it was undeniable."You really think I’d confront you without proof? You really think your plan was flawless?"Or do you honestly believe someone like Alex Porter wouldn’t throw you under the bus the second things got tough?"Three pointed questions—each one hitting harder than the last.Vivian’s confidence crumbled as cold sweat trickled down her back.She had been so sure her plan was airtight, convinced she had covered her tracks.But Stellar had unraveled it all so effortlessly.And Alex? That idiot would sell her out in an instant if someone pres
"What’s that supposed to mean? Why are you talking like that?" Lilian frowned, clearly puzzled. "I’m just stating the facts. Is there a problem with that?" Vivian shrugged innocently, but her tone carried the same irritating smugness. Lilian couldn’t stand that attitude. Simon, ever the peacemaker, sighed and stepped in. "Alright, both of you, let’s just drop it and keep working." "We’ve been at this for hours. If it’s not working, maybe we should just cut our losses," Vivian said flatly, dousing any lingering hope."If this approach isn’t yielding results, we should consider switching to another—" Before she could finish, Stellar suddenly spoke up, her voice calm but firm. "Hold on. I’m about to get the answer." Vivian’s brows furrowed slightly. Then she let out a soft, condescending scoff. "We’ve all been working on this for hours with no solution, but now, suddenly, after sitting there mumbling to yourself, you think you can solve it?" "You—!" Lilian’s tempe
As if the endless demands weren’t frustrating enough, they were also draining his finances.The moment Percy so much as suggested a compromise, Yvonne would throw a tantrum, playing the spoiled heiress to perfection."If you can’t meet my expectations, I’ll tell my uncle and the others that you can’t even afford this. Let’s see how he deals with you then."Percy knew all too well how much the Harlow and Jonathan’s family doted on her. They would bend over backward to satisfy her every unreasonable demand, and somehow, he would still end up being the villain in the story.If word of this reached his father, he’d be in for a lecture, and if it caused any trouble for the engagement, it could even hurt the company.His past missteps had already cost Moore Enterprises several partnerships, leaving the business on shaky ground.At this point, he couldn’t afford any more turbulence.And Yvonne, of course, had figured that out. That was why she was pushing her limits, knowing full well he ha