The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 972

Abby exploded. “What are you implying? Are you saying Star ruined her own hands for your precious uncle? Why don’t you take a look at yourself—does Sellers even deserve that kind of sacrifice?”

Karl sneered, “Everyone knows Stella’s ex-husband is Haynes, and her admirer is Neville. Between the two of them, pulling off a kidnapping here in Novaris would be a piece of cake. So what if she injured her hands? If you’re going to fake something, at least make it convincing—otherwise, who’s going to buy it? Besides, no matter how bad the injuries, as long as my grandfather’s around, he can fix anything.”

His gaze flicked to the file in Stella’s hands, and a flicker of jealousy crossed his eyes. He was Mr. Burton’s own grandson, and yet Mr. Burton had never offered him something this important. Now he’d handed it over to a woman who had nothing to do with their family.

Mr. Burton finally understood what was going on. He cut Karl off with a grave voice. “Karl, this has nothing to do with Stella, so stop making a scene. Leave now, and let Stella recover in peace. If you keep this up, I’ll have you thrown out myself.”

Though Mr. Burton had long since stepped down as chairman, he was still the founder of The Burton Group. No matter how much Sellers loathed Stella, he still had to show Mr. Burton some respect. He shot Stella a cold glare, then turned and left.

Sherman turned to Mr. Burton. “Grandpa, Karl’s just been in a bad mood lately. Please don’t take his words to heart. We’re still sending people to look for Uncle Sellers…”

Before Sherman could finish, Mr. Burton waved him off impatiently. “Just go. Don’t get in my way.”

Sherman hurried after Karl, and the two of them ran into Neville in the hallway as he came to visit Stella. Neither side bothered with a greeting—Neville’s position was clear, and there was no point pretending otherwise.

Neville entered the room just as Mr. Burton was about to leave. Mr. Burton gave him a curt nod and walked out.

Neville was silent, his imagination running wild at Abby’s theory. His gaze drifted toward Joshua, who now that his memory had returned, everyone knew by his real last name. Still, they all preferred to call him Joshua.

Suddenly, Neville commented, “Come to think of it, the reason Star was rescued so quickly this time is thanks to Joshua.”

Stella and Abby both looked at him, puzzled.

Neville smiled. “I’d just landed when I got a call from Joshua. He told me you couldn’t be reached and might be in trouble, so he urged me to get to Sandford immediately. If it weren’t for Joshua, Leonard probably wouldn’t have made his getaway so fast.”