Chapter 4
With those words, she slipped into total darkness.
In her dream, she was sixteen again.
Adrian, Lucas, and Maxwell surrounded her, each vying for her choice.
“Stella, pick me!” Adrian cupped her face, his tone commanding.
“Choose me, I’m more dependable than they are.” Lucas smiled, placing her hand over his heart.
“Stella, you can only be mine.” Maxwell embraced her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.
But dream–Stella pushed them away, shaking her head. “I choose none of you.”
“Why?!” All three were desperate.
“Because someday… you’ll all forget me and hurt me,” she said softly.
“Never!” Adrian gripped her wrist. “I’ll only love you my entire life!”
“Stella, don’t reject us…” Lucas’s eyes reddened.
Maxwell held her tightly. “We won’t forget you, ever!”
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But in the dream, Stella still turned a
walked away, never looking back.
“Miss Bennett! Miss Bennett!”
The doctor’s calls pulled her back to reality.
Stella opened her eyes, her entire body feeling like it had been crushed and reassembled.
“You’ve broken five ribs and suffered internal bleeding. We almost lost you,” the doctor sighed. “You must rest completely.”
She said nothing, staring silently at the ceiling.
In the days that followed, she endured the pain alone.
The voices of nurses gossiping constantly reached her ears-
“Mr. Hayes bought out an entire jewelry district for Miss Pierce!”
“Mr. Crawford chartered a private jet to take Miss Pierce to a tropical island!”
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“Mr. Sullivan went even further–he gave Miss Pierce an actual castle!”
Stella listened silently, changing her bandages with an expressionless face.
When she was finally discharged, she returned home to find her entire penthouse completely trashed!
The housekeeper trembled as she explained: “Mr. Hayes, Mr. Crawford, and Mr, Sullivan did this. They said… it was to teach you a lesson.”
A chill ran through Stella’s body. Suddenly remembering something, she rushed to her bedroom and searched frantically-
The vintage wedding dress her grandmother had made was gone!
It was the gown her grandmother had sewn stitch by stitch before passing away–the only thing Stella truly treasured!
“Natalie…” She clenched her fists, her eyes turning blood–red.
The hotel ballroom glittered with extravagant lighting.
Natalie’s birthday celebration was the epitome of luxury. When Stella burst in, the sign at the entrance struck her like a slap-
“No Stella or dogs allowed.”
Ignoring the security guards trying to block her, she stormed into the ballroom.
Inside, Natalie was dressed in a couture gown, being treated like royalty by everyone present.
Adrian, Lucas, and Maxwell were presenting their gifts-
A diamond necklace worth millions.
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A custom–made limited edition sports car.
The deed to a European castle.
Each gift was more breathtaking than the last.
Stella’s appearance brought an immediate hush to the room.
Adrian’s eyes turned glacial. “Who let you in?”
Lucas sneered. “Didn’t you read the sign outside?”
Maxwell simply called security. “Throw her out.”
Stella ignored them, her gaze locked on Natalie. “My wedding dress–did you take it?”
Natalie blinked innocently. “Yes, I took it. I liked it, so I helped myself.”
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