The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 469

The moment Stella saw the two people sitting in the private dining room, her expression froze.

Haynes and Rachel.

Behind her, Lauretta noticed Stella had stopped at the doorway and asked in surprise, “Star, is something wrong?”

Snapping out of it, Stella replied calmly, “It’s nothing.”

With that, she stepped into the room.

Rachel’s face registered clear surprise when she saw Stella walk in.

“Stella? What are you doing here?”

Rachel was certain she hadn’t invited Stella tonight. Her invitation had been for Lauretta—a renowned pianist, a celebrity alumna from Neo-Vespera University’s Hall of Fame, and a fellow Novaris native. They were both alumni and from the same country, which made conversation easy and the invitation all the more natural.

Of course, under normal circumstances, Rachel never would have managed to invite a pianist of Lauretta’s caliber, even if they were schoolmates. It was only thanks to Haynes’ help that she’d been able to pull it off.

Lauretta entered behind Stella, offering an easy smile. “Hello, I’m Lauretta, and this is my close friend, Stella. Forgive me for asking, but do you all know each other?”

Rachel’s eyes widened in disbelief at the words “close friend.” How on earth had Stella befriended someone as distinguished as Lauretta?

Haynes, too, hadn’t expected Stella to know Lauretta. Considering Stella’s social circle, how could she possibly be friends with a woman from such a privileged background?

With a smooth, deep voice, Haynes explained, “Yes, she’s the mother of my child.”

Haynes’ voice was as clear and cool as spring water. “But to my knowledge, Ms. Chapman, you don’t have any performances or competitions scheduled during that time.”

Lauretta didn’t deny it; she simply nodded. “That’s true. I’ve cleared my schedule for something important during those months.”

She’d heard that Stella needed her help and, without a second thought, had canceled every show and competition she had lined up. Nothing was more important than a friend in need. Katrina and Wendy had done the same.

By this point, Lauretta’s intentions were obvious.

But suddenly Rachel spoke up, “Ms. Chapman, is the reason you don’t want to be my guest performer because of Ms. Cameron?”

Lauretta’s eyes flickered. The people she usually dealt with were socialites and debutantes—no matter how heated the argument, everyone made sure to leave each other a little dignity.