Chapter 1151

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Ronald was fundamentally opposed to Stella sharing a bed with her friends tonight.

Hull was equally opposed. He wanted to take Susie away, but she was looking at him with wide, pitiful puppy-dog eyes.

Her expression clearly screamed: I want to sleep with Star tonight!

In the end, Hull’s heart melted.

He looked at Ronald with trepidation. “Boss, maybe we should just let them have

their sleepover?”

Ronald shot him a withering death glare.

Hull quickly shut his mouth.

So one night really was out of the question?

Fine. He actually understood exactly how Ronald was feeling right now.

Admitting defeat, Hull said softly, “Susanna, let’s go.”

“I…”

Susanna sniffled, looking longingly at Stella.

Stella gave Ronald the same pitiful, pleading look. Right then, Finley came down the stairs and witnessed the standoff.

He immediately inserted himself, blurting out, “Oh come on, Ronald, don’t be like that. It’s just one night. What’s the harm in a few girls having a sleepover?”

“Is it really necessary to act like Stella is having an affair?”

The moment the word ‘affair’ left his mouth, a suffocating, eerie silence fell over the

room.

Yvonne exploded, “What kind of garbage is coming out of your mouth? Do you even know how to speak?”

Stella also glared furiously at Finley.

As for Ronald? If looks could kill, Finley would have been buried six feet under before he could finish his sentence.

Tegan’s lips twitched violently.

She stared at Finley, completely unable to fathom why he would ever say something so brainless at a moment like this.

Did he have a death wish?

Susanna looked equally horrified. She had always thought Barnaby had zero emotional intelligence.

But Finley? This wasn’t just a lack of emotional intelligence.

His mouth was a hazardous weapon that deserved to be exiled.

“No, wait, I just meant…”

“Professor Yoder, I strongly suggest you stop talking,” Tegan interrupted hastily.

She stood up, walked over to Finley, and looked at Stella and Ronald apologetically. “That’s not what he meant. He was just trying to say that we’re all girls, so it’s perfecti innocent.”

Seeing Tegan actively defend Finley,

Susanna’s eyes lit up with intrigued amusement.

Skye Yoder rushed into the room just in time to see the gathering. “Are all the girls

crowding into one room tonight? Can I join?!”

Ronald looked absolutely done.

Yvonne scoffed. “Who wants to share a room with a tomboy like you?”

Seeing Skye try to crash the party, Yvonne’s patience finally snapped.

She had already been struggling to accept sharing Stella’s bed with Tegan and Susanna, secretly plotting to lock them out of the room.

And now Skye was trying to squeeze in too.

The two sweethearts would be easy enough to toss out, but Skye? She was a fighter.

Plus, given Yvonne’s pregnancy, physically tossing her out was definitely off the table.

“Who are you calling a tomboy? I’m currently getting my skin glowing Just wait until my complexion flawless, you’ll be blinded by my beauty

Yvonne rolled her eyes.

Ultimately, after Skye’s chaotic intervention,

All five women ended up crammed into the master bedroom. Stella, the VIP of the

night, claimed her spot on the bed early.

Susanna and Yvonne were also pregnant, so they naturally got the bed too.

Thankfully, it was massively oversized.

It was nearly fifteen feet wide.

Yvonne blinked in shock. “Wait, when did Ronald buy a bed this huge? How did I not know about this?”

Stella blushed violently.

Hearing that, she immediately fell silent.

The bed had appeared shortly after she moved back in.

The three of them had plenty of room, but because they were all expecting, Tegan

and Skye refused to squeeze in and risk crowding them.

Skye offered, “Star, you take the bed. The sofa is huge anyway.”

“You take the sofa, I’ll sleep on the floor,” Tegan chimed in.

“Absolutely not. I had the staff bring in plush daybeds. I’m not letting either of you sleep on the floor.”

It was the most vibrant and chaotic sleepover she had ever had.

There was no way Stella was going to let her guests sleep on the floor; that would be terrible hosting.

And despite the mansion having dozens of luxurious guest rooms not a single one of them was willing to leave They insisted ono Camping out in her room. Coment

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