Chapter 28
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Wendy chose to ignore him. “I don’t know him.”
With those four words, Stanley’s lips curled into a mocking smile, silently ridiculing Wendy.
Wendy didn’t know Nathan, but Cecelia did. It seemed like a good show was about to unfold. Nathan was Stanley’s best friend.
Cecelia chuckled. “Nathan, I think we should skip the drink. Wendy needs to head home.”
Nathan immediately grabbed his car keys. “Then I’ll drive you both.”
Nathan followed Wendy and Cecelia as they walked away.
As the three of them left, Benny and the other rich heirs started to murmur in disbelief. “What’s going on? Does Nathan have ant
eye for Wendy?”
“But Wendy is still married to Stanley. Does that mean Stanley is going to get cheated on by his wife and his best friend?” Benny
asked.
Just as Benny finished speaking, Stanley’s sharp gaze landed on him, his eyes like daggers. Benny immediately fell silent.
Stanley grabbed his car keys. “You guys enjoy yourselves. I’m leaving.”
Sienna helplessly tugged at Jessica’s sleeve. “Jessica, how could Nathan like Wendy? Isn’t it enough that Wendy secretly married
Stanley? Does she want them both?”
Jessica’s face grew dark with displeasure. She hadn’t expected Nathan to be interested in Wendy either.
She sneered. “Her? Don’t worry. Neither Stanley nor Nathan would ever truly be interested in someone like Wendy who comes
from the countryside. She’s not worthy.”
Both Stanley and Nathan were highly sought after by the high society ladies of Hovendale. Wendy, with her background, had no
place among them.
Jessica quickly caught up to Stanley. “Stanley, wait for me.”
Sienna stomped her foot, fuming. “Wendy, this isn’t over!”
Wendy was pulled into Nathan’s luxury car by Cecelia, and Nathan began driving them home.
Soon, Nathan noticed in the rearview mirror that a Rolls–Royce Phantom was tailing them—it was Stanley’s car.
Nathan was puzzled. “Why is Stanley following us?”
Cecelia glanced at the car behind them and knew that the show was about to get interesting. “Nathan, can you lose Mr. Hawk’s
car?”
Nathan grinned. “Stanley and I race together. He’s always steady, and I’m usually no match for him.”
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Nathan glanced at Wendy through the rearview mirror, admiring her delicate features. “Stanley rarely meets an opponent. Maybe
you could race with him sometime, see who’s better.”
Wendy smiled but didn’t respond.
The Rolls–Royce continued to follow closely behind them. Nathan stepped on the accelerator, determined to shake off Stanley’s
In the back, Stanley’s Rolls–Royce remained persistent. Jessica sat in the passenger seat.
Nathan suddenly accelerated. Stanley’s fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, and he too stepped on the accelerator to catch
- up.
It was getting fast–too fast.
Jessica felt like she might be thrown out of the car at any moment and grew uneasy. “Stanley, slow down! Don’t go so fast!”
Stanley’s expression remained calm, his side profile sharp with an air of chilling intensity. He acted as if he hadn’t heard Jessica’s plea. The Rolls–Royce glided through the neon–lit streets with ease like the ruler of the night.
Jessica, already with a weak heart, began to turn pale. She screamed in panic, “Stanley, stop the car, stop! No… Ahhhh!”
