NovelAppChapter 242 The other young socialites who had been so eager to join the gnow stood on the sidelines, licking their wounds and laughing nervously. They had lost far more than they anticipated while Felicia hadn't lost a single round. By the end, Arnold's face was ashen, his pride utterly trampled.
"Con, Felicia, you don't have X-ray vision, do you?" one of the socialites teased, trying to lighten the mood.
Felicia smirked and shot back, "Nah, I just have really good hearing." Her playful response had everyone around her bursting into laughter.
Felicia had no idea that her little gambling spree had caught the attention of someone watching from above. Stephan stood at the edge of the upper level, his eyes fixed on the scene below. There was Felicia, seated in the center of the group, completely surrounded. Arnold sat directly across from her, looking absolutely miserable. Even from that distance, Stephan could hear the noise-the lively chatter and the bursts of laughter echoing through the room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"She's drawing quite the crowd," he remarked, his tone neutral but carrying a weight of authority. After a pause, he added, "Bring her up." His assistant bowed slightly and left without delay.
Felicia had just finished cashing in her chips, and her mood was light from her significant winnings. Just then, one of Stephan's men approached her.
"Ms. Fuller, Mr. Russell would like to see you." Her brows lifted in surprise. She hadn't expected Stephan to be here. Though she had been staying at the Russell estate, their paths hadn't crossed in days. Curiosity piqued, she followed the man upstairs.
The fifth floor was eerily quiet as it had been cleared of all staff except for Stephan's trusted personnel stationed discreetly at various points. Felicia walked down the long corridor unimpeded until she spotted him at the far end. He stood with his back to her with his phone in hand, speaking in a tone she had never heard from him before. It was soft, almost tender.
"Don't cry. Focus on your recovery. The child will be fine." The warmth in his voice was so unlike his usual cold and distant display that she was accustomed to.
Felicia froze mid-step, her thoughts racing.
Who was he talking to? The question instantly brought to mind Abbie, the actress she had seen at the estate not long ago. Could it be her? It made sense, really. Abbie and Stephan clearly weren't just acquaintances. Why else would Stephan go out of his way to throw resources her way so freely? ource wel? Obviously, he was trying to elevate her status as she was someone special.
She remembered the tearful scene when Abbie left the estate. Could they have reconciled? And now... a child? Her heart sank inexplicably, and she instinctively took a step back, retreating to a safe distance. Her mind buzzed with thoughts she didn't want to entertain.
While she waited, lost in her musings, Stephan turned after having ended his call. Before she could react, he appeared in front of her, his handsface so close it startled her.
Felicia instinctively stepped back, but her heel caught on the edge of a thick rug, sending her tumbling backward.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStephan reached out before she could hit the ground, moving quickly to catch her. But Felicia dodged his hand. She landed on the floor with a graceless bump while Stephan's outstretched hand grabbed nothing but air.
For a split second, Felicia could feel the shift in his gaze. His dark eyes beccolder and harder to read The air around him seemed heavier and sharper like he was barely holding back his irritation. He seemed to be mad.
Felicia blinked at the thought, confused. What did he have to be upset about?
Then, Stephan let out a low, icy laugh, his voice cutting. "What's this? Have you set your sights on Arnold now?" What did Arnold have to do with any of this?
Felicia was about to reply when a commotion behind her grabbedm everyone's attention. It was Arnold, forcing his way into the room. Arnold had seen Felicia being taken upstairs and assumed she was in trouble Without thinking, he followed after her, and when he saw her sitting on the floor, something inside him snapped.
His expression darkened, and with barely restrained anger, he stormed over. In just a few w steps he pulled Felicia up from the ground and stood in front of her, shielding her from Stephan. Arnold's icy glare locked onto Stephan, his posture protective and unyielding.
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