Abby stood at her side, glancing around the room.
"Star, do you think Haynes will show up?"
Stella considered for a moment. "If Rachel doesn't stir up any trouble, he probably will. After all, I've caused him enough headaches just by carrying the title Mrs. O'Brien."
"He must realize by now that dragging this out any longer does him no favors. The only thing he'll get is more losses."
Lately, aside from the O'Brien Group's own department stores, Stella had visited nearly every high-end boutique in the city. She carried her marriage certificate everywhere, and whenever she entered a store, she'd ask to speak directly to the manager.
The staff, noting her poise and elegance, never dared treat her carelessly—they'd fetch the manager at once.
Stella wasted no time. She would show the manager her marriage certificate and say, "I'm Haynes O'Brien's wife. Any purchases I make here can be billed directly to his account. You can send the invoices to the O'Brien Group for settlement."
The moment they heard she was Haynes' wife, their attitudes changed in a flash—suddenly, they were all smiles and deference.
Stella had expected a few cold shoulders or even to be turned away at the O'Brien Group's competitors. But to her surprise, whether she visited friendly partners or direct rivals, everyone received her with warmth and enthusiasm.
Some companies eager for business with the O'Brien Group even had their directors come out to greet her personally—and a few offered her exclusive platinum VIP cards on the spot.
She couldn't help but admit: today's businesspeople certainly knew how to play the game.
Abby's voice, edged with disdain, snapped Stella back to the present.
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