Next Man Better Plan novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Besides, who wants to air their dirty laundry for the world to see?

No one can truly empathize; they just turn your pain into gossip.

Your misfortune merely satisfies their curiosity

Cecilia fell silent, then wrapped her arms around Stephanie, her eyes full of sympathy. “Oh, my sweet Stephanie, my heart breaks for you..

After the car crash that killed Mr. Jackson and her two older brothers, Stephanie was left to hold the massive Jackson family legacy together all by herself.

If they were still alive, they would never stand to see the little princess they had doted on be bullied like this.

“So, what are your plans now?” Cecilia asked. “By the way, does your mother… know about this?”

“Focus on work, of course. I can’t just give up on life because of one failed relationship. My father didn’t raise a girl who throws her life away for a man.”

Stephanie managed a small smile, grabbing a throw pillow from the sofa and hugging it to her chest, resting her cheek against it.

“As for my mother…” She looked down. “She probably doesn’t care much about what happens to me. I’d rather not bother her with it!”

The mention of her mother brought a clear look of disappointment to Stephanie’s face. Cecilia wanted to say something more but held back, not wanting to upset her further.

The two friends talked late into the night, drifting from matters of the heart to the latest celebrity gossip.

Eventually, they fell asleep talking.

Stephanie’s sleep was restless, filled with dreams.

In her dream, she was small and alone in the dark, with nowhere to go. Then Quennel took her hand, his smile gentle. “Stephanie, this will be your room from now on.’

The scene shifted to her eighteenth birthday party. She was descending a grand spiral staircase in a beautiful gown and crystal–heeled shoes. Quennel, dressed in a sharp suit, left his friends to greet her.

“Stephanie, be my girlfriend. I’ll cherish you for the rest of my life…”

Their friends started cheering, and Stephanie’s face flushed crimson…

Then, the dream shifted again to tonight. Quen hel stood in front of another woman, his

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expression cold as he shielded Victoria from her, afraid she might get hurt.

Stephanie’s eyes reddened. She knew it was a dream, but the suffocating feeling was all too real.

As she drowned in her sorrow, another man’s face suddenly appeared before her.

“Trying to use me to get back at Quennel?”

“Maybe I should join in on the fun, what do you say?”

Jonathan’s kiss fell upon her, his eyes blazing with possessiveness.

Stephanie’s eyes flew open, and she sat up, drenched in a cold sweat.

“Why would she dream about him?

She sat there, her heart pounding, trying to calm herself.

Looking around at the unfamiliar room, she remembered she was at Cecilia’s place.

Cecilia had already left for the daily grind. Just as Stephanie was about to get up, her phone rang.

“Stephanie, where did you go? Why didn’t you come home last night?”

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