Stella slowly raised her hand in Haynes’ direction and flipped him off.
Haynes’ dark eyes narrowed, his expression turning cold.
So she’d rather stand here, humiliated and cornered, than say a single conciliatory word to him? Fine. Just fine.
He was curious to see exactly how long she could keep her pride.
A barrage of reporters’ questions echoed in Stella’s ears, so loud and chaotic she could barely make out what anyone was saying.
Yet Stella remained composed, her face perfectly calm and unreadable, showing not a hint of panic.
The more unruffled she appeared, the more relentless the reporters became.
After all, what they loved most was watching someone crack under pressure, to catch that moment of fear or defeat.
Jasper was absolutely ecstatic.
Finally, he’d managed to livestream Stella’s public embarrassment for his eager viewers.
Just as Jasper was congratulating himself, his other phone began to ring.
He quickly handed his streaming phone to Rachel. “Rachel, hold this for a second. I need to take this call.”
Rachel, just as eager to watch the online crowd tear Stella apart, was happy to oblige. “Sure.”
Jasper slipped away to a quiet corner and answered, “What’s up?”
“Mr. Wilkinson, you won’t believe it—Stella’s trending again!”
Jasper didn’t even blink. “Isn’t she trending every day lately? What’s the big deal?”
“But this time it’s different, this time—”
He cut the caller off, impatient. He still had Stella’s meltdown to watch.
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