Chapter 82

Charles is seriously messed up, huh? A textbook player—can't commit to one, so he juggles two. Stella shoved him away, her expression full of disgust. "No thanks. You're filthy. Go find Isabelle instead." She shot Isabelle a pointed look, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Maybe she thinks you can clean her up—wipe away all those other men like they were never there." The insult hit hard—Isabelle looked like she was about to explode. What the hell was wrong with Stella today? Stella didn't hang around for reactions. She walked off, a smug smile lingering on her lips. That little verbal smackdown? Totally satisfying. She didn't even bother to check Charles or Isabelle's faces—no doubt, they were both fuming. Still savoring her triumph, she turned a corner and walked straight into Edward. "Why are you still here?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Edward looked pitiful. "I've got something important to say to my cousin. Besides, I'm kinda doing you a favor here." A favor? Really? Stella gave