Chapter 272
Chapter 272:
Marc nodded without hesitation. “I’ll take everything you’ve got. No need to serve anyone else tonight—just stay here and serve us.”
Doreen beamed with delight, nodding gratefully as she carefully arranged each bottle on Marc’s table, one after the other.
After watching Marc toss the ring and instantly cozy up to the waitress, Stella lost interest. She turned away and began chatting with Sharon instead.
“Stel, that guy’s unbelievable,” Sharon muttered. “Is he following you or what? It’s like he pops up wherever you go.”
Stella gave a faint smile and said lightly, “Just pretend he doesn’t exist.”
Over the years, she had seen enough to know Marc was a performer at heart—always acting like the devoted lover when there was an audience.
“Honestly, is he dramatic or what? He missed his calling as an actor,” Sharon scoffed. “Anyway, this vibe is so off tonight. Come on, let me take you somewhere more fun—meet new people, maybe find someone cute. You’re gorgeous, Stel. Getting a fun fling should be a breeze!”
Stella chuckled and shook her head. “Thanks, but that’s not really for me.”
“Oh, come on! You just need a little practice,” Sharon insisted. “There are tons of guys out there dying to meet someone like you!”
Without waiting for permission, Sharon grabbed her by the hand and yanked her up from the chair. “Let’s go! You need a change of pace.”
Stella sighed, a dull headache forming. But Sharon was too strong to resist, so she let herself be dragged along across the bar.
“Look over there… he looks hot! Go talk to him!” Sharon whispered excitedly.
Stella looked in the direction Sharon pointed. She could only see the guy’s back, but even that was enough to guess he wasn’t bad-looking.
But she still felt uneasy. “No thanks, Sharon. I’m not in the mood for men, really,” Stella murmured.
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Sharon didn’t care one bit. She gave Stella a nudge, practically pushing her forward.
Without missing a beat, she called out, “Hey there, handsome! My friend’s dying to get your number!”
The man turned slowly, responding to Sharon’s voice.
“William?” Stella froze, eyes wide in disbelief. Of all people, why him?
William’s mouth curved slightly, amusement flickering in his expression as he studied her. The words from earlier echoed in his head.
He said, “Ms. Gilbert, are you really that eager for a man? Ah, it’s no wonder you stumbled back to the dorm drunk last night. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten everything already?”
The moment she heard that, Stella tensed up. She looked at him, unsure of how to respond.
Her thoughts were scrambled. What exactly was he referring to?
Did something actually happen between them?
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