Chapter 470

Of all the men present, only Xander managed to utter a sentiment that struck a chord with Abigail, earning him a silent mental applause. Lucas chuckled. "Xander, do you really think you're in any position to talk about marital harmony? Maybe you should sort out your own wife first." Xander disregarded him, turning his attention back to Abigail. "Good afternoon, Mr. Zane," Abigail greeted with a courtesy that felt formal, making the lines of Xander's face tighten in apparent disapproval. But she was too far away to notice. Lucas, the eternal showman, pulled Stella closer to him, digging his fingers slightly into her waist, before burying his face in the crook of her neck for a whiff. "I'm making it clear; Stella isn't taking a single step away from me." Stella tried to draw back, but Lucas's firm grip held her in place. "Lucas, have some shame. We're being watched," she muttered under her breath, but her plea fell on deaf ears as Lucas continued to nuzzle her ear. "Honey, it's been