Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 505

Chapter 505

After handing me the phone, Stella stepped out and left me and Russel to have a private chat.

“Where are you?” Russel cut straight to the chase, “Let’s meet up.”

“I’m at Stella’s place. It might not be a good time right now. How about tomorrow or the day after?” I didn’t refuse Russel. After all, he’d finally cooled off, which was a big help to me. I couldn’t just cut him off.

“Okay. Please send me the address. I’ll pick you up tomorrow afternoon. Are Serena and Brandon there?” Russel asked about the kids.

“Yes.” I answered simply.

Russel paused. He said nothing more and hung up.

I called Stella back in. Her surprise was palpable. “Seriously? You guys settled your complicated issue in just a couple of minutes? Are you communicating telepathically or something?”

“We’ll talk more when we meet tomorrow. I owe it to the effort you put into my makeup.” I gestured to the exaggerated fake eyelashes on my face. “Are you sure about this length? I’m afraid I might look like I’m fanning people every time I blink.”

Stella took a serious look and nodded, “It looks good. We’re going for a glamorous nightclub vibe.”

I was speechless, allowing Stella to continue applying her solid makeup skills on my face. It was almost eleven when we finished dolling up and changing into our outfits. Stella flicked her hair casually and said, “Perfect timing. Let’s get going!”

Looking at my heavily made-up reflection in the mirror, I had to admit that the style was indeed stunning. I rarely tried such a look, so it felt refreshing.

My doctor had advised me to take care of my emotions. Using that as an excuse, I agreed to go out and have some fun with Stella.

Before leaving, we checked on the kids who were already fast asleep.

“Let’s call a cab!” Stella only remembered that we’d had a few drinks and shouldn’t drive. She whipped out her phone to book a ride while I shivered slightly in the cool evening breeze. My fluffy white tube top was seasonally ambiguous and only kept me warm around the chest, while the rest of me looked almost primitive.

The ultra-mini skirt was even more outrageous, but it perfectly showcased my long legs. I didn’t know where Stella found these over-the-top outfits.

Stella wasn’t much better off, goosebumps visible on her arms, but she kept her composure.

Once the cab arrived, we headed straight to Cielo Nocturno. Stella seemed familiar with the place. She might had frequently visited during her stay in Rosemont.

“What’s your preference these days? Cute boys or bad boys?” Stella asked thoughtfully.

“I’m just here to have a drink and listen to some music. You can do whatever you want.” I was not here to find a man, but rather to zone out in a lively atmosphere.

Stella wouldn’t have it. She was about to give me a pep talk when her phone lit up. After a glance at the caller ID, she looked at me and said, “It’s Ali.”

She took the call.

Three minutes later, she hung up looking bewildered. “She’s coming. And she asked why we didn’t invite her.”