Chapter 11
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William Moore’s scolding hit Percy like a bucket of cold water, sobering him up almost instantly.
“You know how much the Harlow family treasures Yvonne They wouldn’t even dream of scolding her. And you had the nerve to tell her to leave? Tomorrow, you’re taking a gift to apologize and make things right.
“The business scene in Riverdale is volatile right now, and here are competitors trying to seize market share. The Moore family needs the Harlow family’s support. Do you understand me?”
Percy didn’t particularly care about the idea of a business alliance through marriage, but with the collaboration with Brighton Group now out of reach, cutting ties with the Harlow family wasn’t an option either.
“Fine,” he muttered after a long silence, hanging up the phone and sinking back into the sofa, his expression blank as he sat there in silence.
Xavier cast him a glance, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smirk.
“I’ve got other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave. As for helping you sue Stellar–sorry, I can’t help you with that.”
With that, he turned and walked out..
The once–proud aristocrat was, in the end, ho different from anyone else.
After a restful night, Stellar looked more radiant than ever
Her rosy complexion was flawless, and she exuded an air of freedom and rejuvenation that made her even more striking.
With matters at Riverside Corporation temporarily settled, she decided to visit her school and give it another try.
Claude personally drove her there.
“Talk things over with your mentor. Once you’re done, callme, and I’ll take you to a friend’s newly opened restaurant to try something new.”
“Alright,” Stellar replied with a smile, waving as she walked through the school gates.
This time, she finally got word that Victor was in his office
Hurrying over, she paused outside his door, suddenly hesitant.
Standing just one step away, she couldn’t bring herself to knock, her hand hovering in the air and falling back several times.
“What are you doing, standing there like a statue?”
A loud, authoritative voice startled her, making her jump.
Looking up, she spotted the blinking red light of a camera above the doorframe.
Why did Victor even have a camera outside his office?
Feeling deeply embarrassed, Stellar forced an awkward smile before pushing the door open and stepping inside.
The moment Stellar laid eyes on the familiar figure of the elderly man she had missed so much, her heart swelled
with emotion.
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Chapter 11
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Tears nearly spilled over in an instant.
“Professor,” her voice wavered, carrying a hint of a sob.
However, Victor glared at her with his usual stern expression, his mustache practically bristling in annoyance.
“So, you still remember how to come back?”
His earlier outburst had effectively dispelled the nervous tension that was churning in Stellar’s chest. She sniffed quickly and walked up to place the items she brought on his desk, only to be cut off before she could explain.
“I don’t accept gifts! Don’t even bother. I’m not giving you any special treatment. Did you learn such a trick after all these years? Did that man of yours teach you this? He’s surely not a good one.
For years, every time Victor thought about her, he couldn’t help but fume.
She had so much potential!
And yet, she’d run off with some man just like that.
Dreams? Did a man’s dreams matter more than her own?
How ridiculous!
Stellar listened obediently, nodding along and even agreeing. “You’re right, he’s no good. I’ve already dumped him.”
Victor cast her a sideways glance, pretending to be uninterested as his eyes flickered toward the cloth–wrapped package on his desk.
“Hmph, as if I’d believe you. What’s this?”
Stellar knew his temper all too well. Beneath his gruff exterior, he had a soft heart. The harsher his scolding, the more he actually cared.
“I made you a knee warmer,” she explained with a small smile. “I’ve made one every year, but I didn’t have the courage to bring it to you until now.”
The knee warmer was crafted from the finest materials and carefully hand–stitched with precision and care. It exuded warmth just from it’s appearance.
Victor had an old issue with arthritis in his knees, something Stella discovered during her time as his student. Ever since she learned about it, she would make him a knee warmer every year.
And every year, Victor treated it like a precious treasure.
The year everything fell apart, she had already finished making the knee warmers. But in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to deliver them.
Victor’s expression remained full of disdain, but the sparkle in his eyes betrayed the smile threatening to break through.
Just as the atmosphere lightened, a sudden scoff echoed from the corner of the room.
Stellar turned her head in surprise and finally noticed someone else was in the office.
A tall man leaned casually against the bookshelf, his posture both relaxed and commanding. He held a rare, out–of
print technical book in his hands, flipping through it leisurely. The sunlight streaming in from the window cast
a divine glow over his sharp, chiseled features. Yet, despite the halo–like light, his gaze held a chilling indifference.
