Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 151

"There was a slight issue with the North Borough project. I had him handle it, so he won't be back until tomorrow."

Stella let out a soft "Oh," finally understanding why neither brother had shown up at the Jennings family's banquet that evening.

In a couple of days, she was supposed to help Jason Blackwood with his bet against Weber Harper. No wonder Jason hadn't contacted her—he had been sent away on a business trip.

The two brothers had completely different personalities. Julius was mature, steady, and handled everything flawlessly, while Jason was energetic and playful, though not entirely unreliable.

Since joining the Blackwood family, Stella hadn't witnessed any of the classic sibling rivalries. On the contrary, Jason seemed to want absolutely nothing to do with his older brother's CEO title.

As for the rest of the Blackwood family, she knew very little. So far, the only other member she had met was Uncle Abel, the director of Brighton Hospital.

She hadn't even met Julius's parents yet. Rumor had it their work was highly specialized, and they usually only returned for the holidays, sometimes not even then.

"Julius, I'm starving. Let's go grab a late-night snack, okay?"

"You're hungry right after leaving a birthday banquet? Was there no food there?"

Stella sighed. "Ugh, don't even get me started. It was full of pretentious socialites putting on airs.

They were all eating like little birds pecking at crumbs. I felt too awkward to eat properly, otherwise I'd look like I was wolfing down my food, and they'd just call me a country bumpkin again.

Plus, we could have at least had some decent barbecue, but Vernon Lowell insisted on cooking it himself. The stuff he made was completely inedible, so I only had a tiny pastry to hold me over."

Julius chuckled. "That sounds miserable. Alright, I'll take you out. What are you craving?"

What kind of good food could a rich playboy like Vernon Lowell possibly cook?

Julius took it, took a bite, and nodded. "It's not bad, just a bit too spicy."

Stella poured him a glass of beer. "Drink some of this to cool off. Can you not handle spicy food?"

"I can handle mild heat, but this is a bit much." Julius took a sip of the beer. It was just beer, so a single bottle wouldn't get him drunk. There was nothing to worry about.

"Okay then, this grilled squid isn't spicy at all. Here you go."

After saying that, Stella took the spicy beef skewer back from him to eat herself and handed him the squid instead.

"Frederick's company has survived its recent crisis. What are your plans for him? If you want to make his life miserable, I can bankrupt him right now and put his family out on the streets."