BuzzNovelChapter 421
If Stella Cameron spoke French, it made sense-Keen O'Brien had hired a private
tutor, and whenever he studied, Stella had simply joined in.
But her fluency in German? That was a different story.
After all, Keen had only ever studied English, French, and Spanish. German wasn't even on the list.
So how did she know it so well?
And it wasn't just a few phrases her grammar and pronunciation were flawless.
Even if he hated to admit it, Haynes O'Brien had to acknowledge: no one could speak a language that perfectly
without real-life experience, without actually conversing with native speakers.
Haynes stared at Stella, but she didn't glance his way. She just pressed play on the recording.
It wasn't until Rachel Pearce finally spoke that Haynes shifted his attention to her. His dark eyes, fathomless as
an ancient well, flicked over Rachel.
She stiffened, her expression uneasy.
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Wait-hadn't Stella only recorded the conversation between Jasper Wilkinson and herself? How had she ended up
on the tape, too?
When the recording finished, silence descended-so heavy, it felt almost funereal.
Everyone wore a different look, but most faces had turned a rather unpleasant shade.
A moment ago, they'd all had the gall to accuse Stella of being petty, brazenly making her the villain.
But now that everything was out in the open, they knew there was no ground for self-righteousness-no dignity
left to stand on.
Mr. Walden looked around at the group.
"Anyone who just disparaged Ms. Cameron-apologize. Right now. Or you're no longer welcat my
gatherings."
The message was clear: anyone who refused would be blacklisted from Walden's highly-regarded music salons.
No one dared put up a front anymore.
The two men who'd been hovering around Stella recognized the shift in power and immediately stepped forward.
"Ms. Cameron, we're so sorry. Earlier, we approached you because you're so beautiful, and we just wanted your
contact info."
"And after that... well, we just went
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wrong people. We sincerely apologize for being so rude
Stella shot them a cold look and said nothing.
She'd seen their leering eyes when they first approached-she'd crossed paths with their kind far too often. The
more you indulged them,
more brazen they became.
With those two leading, everyone else who'd spoken ill of Stella lined up to apologize, one by one.
Stella stood calmly, making no effort to appear magnanimous or stop the procession. She accepted their
apologies with composure.
She wanted everyone-Haynes included-to know that she was not someone to be trifled with.
Noah's deep gaze lingered on Stella, a faint smile at his lips, admiration shining in his eyes.
Haynes noticed the way Noah looked at Stella, and his frown deepened.
Stella had mentioned his nin her recording. Did Noah not realize she was Haynes's wife, the mother of his
child?
A strange surge of frustration welled up inside Haynes.
After the apologies, the group scattered quickly, eager to escape the humiliation.
No one dared linger-they'd lost all face.
Finally, Stella turned to face Jasper, who hadn't said a word.
His face was tight with resentment, refusing to concede.
He kept his expression icy, unwilling to apologize. After all, he was only there to accompany Rachel. Missing out
on smusic salon didn't matter to him.
Haynes saw right through him. His tone dropped, cold and commanding. "Jasper."
Jasper flinched, instinctively looking at Haynes.
Haynes's face was steely, his eyes dark and unyielding.
Jasper's breath caught. He opened his mouth to speak.
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