The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 778

“Why did Uncle have to say it was Stella?”

Sherman opened his mouth, ready to protest, but one icy look from Sellers silenced him.

His expression flickered—anger, confusion, resignation—before he finally swallowed his words.

Karl, lost in his own storm, didn’t notice any of it. His eyes were bloodshot, burning with hatred. He clenched his fists so tight his knuckles whitened, jaw set in a grim line.

“Stella, I swear—I’d rather die than let you win!”

Sellers’ voice was calm, detached. “Karl, you need to rest. Tomorrow, I’ll have someone send you away for a little vacation.”

But Karl didn’t seem to hear him. He just kept staring into space, consumed by a bitterness that chilled the room.

Sellers turned and strode out. Sherman hurried after him.

“Uncle,” he said urgently, “this wasn’t Stella’s doing at all. Why—”

Sellers cut him off coldly. “The head of the Gardner family? Untouchable. Even if we could take revenge, what would the Burtons gain? Nothing."

"Karl needs someone to blame. Stella is the perfect scapegoat.”

Sherman struggled to accept it. “But—”

Sellers gave him a sharp look. “Do you know why you’ll never be promoted to upper management, Sherman? Why you’ll never be Karl’s equal? It’s because you’re too sentimental. You still cling to these foolish notions of mercy. Remember this—show mercy to your enemy, and you’re being cruel to yourself.”

He paused, eyes narrowing. “Or do you think there’s still a chance for peace between you and Stella?”

Sherman couldn’t answer. He, Karl, and Sellers had already burned every bridge with Stella. There was no going back.

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