Chapter 671
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Shawn’s eyes widened the moment he realized Xander was about to call Yvonne. He lunged forward, snatching the phone right out of Xander’s hand.
“Dude, what the hell? Do you want all of us to end up in the ER or something?” Shawn was honestly freaking out.
He hadn’t seen any videos of Yvonne getting her revenge for last night, but that alone made him nervous. Now, after seeing how ice-cold she was, there was no way he’d ever come clean.
“Bro, someone’s gonna get killed over this,” he muttered.
Xander shot him a frosty glare, his lips pressed into a thin line. He didn’t say a word.
Shawn looked like he was about to cry. “It’s already a total mess. If we try to explain now, it’ll just make everything worse.”
Suddenly, it hit them-why the hell did they drag Xander into this? They could’ve just run off on their own. Getting him involved only made them look even more pathetic. But they were so scared at the time, nobody was really thinking straight.
Lott rubbed his hands together nervously. “Uh, Boss, look, Dan’s already taken the fall for this. Might as well let him keep carrying the blame, right?”
Shawn nodded quickly. “Exactly! Let him take the heat.”
“And did you hear what Yvonne said at the end of that video? ‘See him again, beat him again.’ I bet Dan won’t dare go near her anymore.”
He barely survived one round-if he tries again, he’s got to have a death wish.
As long as Dan stays away from Yvonne from now on, maybe they’ll all get off the hook.
Shawn was feeling pretty optimistic about the whole thing.
He didn’t even consider whether Dan, who got beaten up for basically no reason, would just let it go.
And honestly, judging by how Dan had been acting lately, it sure didn’t look like he was over Yvonne.
So maybe this wasn’t as settled as Shawn hoped.
Meanwhile, Stella and Ronald were at the wedding venue, going over the details. The event planner jotted down all their suggestions.
Lottie had personally arranged everything for Stella, and Stella genuinely loved it.
When the meeting wrapped up, Stella sat in the lounge sipping her water. Suddenly, her phone buzzed-a video from one of her friends.
She clicked play and, the next thing you know, she spit water everywhere, practically choking.
Ronald walked in just in time to see the mess. He grabbed some napkins off the coffee table, handing them to her with that mix of affection and gentle scolding only he could pull off. Jeez, Stell, how do you even manage to choke on water?”
She shoved her phone at him, still sputtering. “You-you have to see this!”
“What is it?”
“Dan nearly got beaten to death!”
Ronald winced. “Yikes. Yvonne really wasn’t holding back, huh?”
He’d seen vonne storm off from
the
place earlier-the
drove off, you could practically sh
He’d had a bad feeling about Dan’s chances since then, and clearly, he’d been right.
Yvonne was always black-and-white about things-never one to let old feelings cloud her judgment, even if she used to love Dan.
When Stella mentioned Yvonne,
Ronald’s eyes narrowed slightly. He
scrolled through the video, his
expression softening a little. After
seeing how Yvonne handledt, his worries faded.
“Come on,” he said, “let’s go grab something to eat.”
“Let’s just eat at home. The butler called earlier said he made my favorite mac
and cheese.”
Plus, it wasn’t far. Stella always preferred a home-cooked meal anyway.
Ronald just smiled. “Whatever you want, Stell.”
He took her hand, and together they headed out.
Half an hour later, they were home. Yvonne had already gotten back. After giving
Dan a taste of her rage, she seemed much calmer.
She was in the kitchen hunting for painkillers. “Yeah, I probably did more damage than I thought. Hurts like hell.”
Yvonne never complained about pain-if she was admitting it, it meant last night’s idiot really hadn’t pulled any punches.
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