All Chapters of Adored Stardom: Away from Mr. Hamilton: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

'Wanting Hayden's contact number? Didn't they realize that he was harder and colder than stone? Actually, that's an understatement. He's got an icy demeanor that would put the chilliest iceberg to shame. Fortunately, I'm free of him now. Yet, who knows how many more young girls would entertain unattainable dreams about him?' Wyneth thought to herself, finding herself feeling a pang of pity for those girls.Before disembarking from the plane, Hayden's voice was heavy with instructions. "The butler's car will be at the exit. It's not my usual vehicle, so there's no need to worry about the license plate being recognized. I'll send you the license plate number to your phone. You go first."Wyneth paused briefly before responding, "Understood." She was the first to disembark. Once she reached the terminal, she received the message from Hayden. Without hesitation, she proceeded toward the exit. Soon, she spotted an attention-grabbing Rolls-Royce, its license plate matching the one Hayden h

When he did not see her, he managed. But when he actually encountered her and witnessed her icy indifference, it was a cold reality he was not accustomed to. 'How can someone wear two different masks? When she's drunk, she...'"Serendora Archipelago?" Wyneth furrowed her brow. "A trip to Serendora Archipelago would take days. I don't have that kind of time."Finn was at a loss. "Why not?""I'm joining the cast of Cessation in a few days.""That soon?"She nodded. "Yes. So, you go to Serendora Archipelago alone.""But what's the point of me going if you're not there? I'll cancel it. Since your vacation is short, let's choose somewhere closer. I'll come get you now."Wyneth quieted for a moment before speaking in a soft voice, "I'm not in Frecford right now.""Not in Frecford? Where are you then?"Seeing the car had already stopped, Wyneth did not feel like explaining in detail. "I'm out with a friend. I'll call you back when I'm free," she said, and without waiting for Finn's r

With an implied meaning for Hayden to promptly ascend the stairs and not loiter around, disrupting the scene, Gwendolyn's gaze settled on him. Hayden, reading her expression and receiving no further acknowledgment from Wyneth, stood in silence for a moment before finally moving toward the staircase. "I'll go fetch Grandpa," he said.Once Hayden was out of sight, Gwendolyn, once again, tenderly took hold of Wyneth's hand. "You've got a lot on your plate," she murmured. She had been under the impression, after Wyneth's last visit, that the likelihood of seeing her again in this lifetime was remote. And yet, life had thrown them a curveball. Though she was not privy to all the details, the current state of this young couple spoke volumes. Gwendolyn, astute as she was, did not need further hints to infer the reality."No such thing," Wyneth countered softly."But in fact...""Grandma," Wyneth interrupted her gently, shaking her head in assurance. "It's alright, I'm still young."Her w

"Time to dig in."Knowing their flight details beforehand, the cook had the ingredients ready in advance and began preparing the meal when they were close to arriving at the mansion. By now, dinner was ready."Come on, let's get some grub."Benedict, for all his chattiness, embodied the air of a traditional gentleman at the dining table. The meal was enjoyed in quiet dignity, with everyone focused on their own plates. Wyneth found herself seated next to Hayden, with Benedict and Gwendolyn across from them. The room was filled with the comfortable silence of a shared meal. Then, out of nowhere, a chicken drumstick found its way onto Wyneth's plate. She glanced up, only to realize it was the cool, dashing man beside her who had passed it.Wyneth stared blankly at Hayden. 'What's he up to? Serving me a chicken drumstick out of the blue?'As she turned to look at him, Hayden parted his lips slightly. "You're too thin. You should eat more meat."'Is he playing house in front of his gr

"Let's go," Hayden said.Wyneth paused, gazing at the slender, pristine hand with prominent joints. Then, she glanced at Benedict, who was expectantly watching them. Left without a choice, she resigned herself and placed her hand in Hayden's. As soon as their skin met, Hayden grasped her hand tightly, pulling her up from her seat. A warmth spread through her from the contact. His palm was both warm and dry.Witnessing this, Benedict's gratified smile broadened. "Off you go now." Then, he and Gwendolyn watched as Hayden led Wyneth upstairs by the hand. Benedict was clearly pleased. As soon as the pair disappeared around the corner, he said, "Well done, very well done."Upon hearing his approval, Gwendolyn by his side shot him a glance, shaking her head.As soon as they were around the corner, Wyneth pulled her hand away. Initially, Hayden's grip was tight, but after a moment, he loosened his hold. The smile on Wyneth's face faded, her expression hardening in Hayden's presence. "It s