Chapter 385:

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His unease escalated, a shadow of panic crossing his face.

He had only recently mended things with Stella. He couldn’t afford to lose her again over a misunderstanding.

Just then, the phone on the table buzzed with a reply from Alex.

Matthew paused, his brows furrowing.

He snatched up the phone and left the room, dialing Fernando as he walked.

«Wait for me at the hotel entrance. Now.»

Once he had dealt with Alex, he would explain everything to Stella.

Stella tried to calm down. The journey home had given her time to collect her thoughts.

Back at her apartment, she perched herself on her cozy sofa, the fabric enveloping her like a comforting embrace. She refused to believe that Matthew was a playboy.

The online news and the intrusive photos had her questioning whether this was a deliberate attempt to drive a wedge between them.

After thinking for a while, Stella combed through the photos meticulously, her eyes locked on every detail. It was only after a painstaking examination that she began to notice a vital discrepancy.

Matthew’s eyes were closed throughout. It was as though he was not entirely sober, implying that someone had seized the opportunity to manipulate him in that vulnerable state.

The glimmer of realization washed over her, and for the first time in hours, she allowed herself to breathe. It became increasingly evident that these photos were tools of manipulation aimed at creating a rift between her and Matthew.

She felt an exhilarating relief, but this was short-lived. Concern surged once again.

If these were indeed the actions of a malicious party, Matthew might be in grave danger.

Determined, she studied the images with renewed vigor, scanning for any clues that might lead her to him.

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Minutes ticked by as Stella scrutinized each frame with unwavering focus. She was on the brink of giving up when, almost by accident, she noticed a subtle detail in one of the photos.

It was the logo of Fairwa Hotel. This seemingly insignificant clue was the lifeline she needed to locate Matthew.

It would take about two hours to get there by car. She knew that it was better to go in person than to waste her time thinking too much.

Gathering her belongings, Stella finally decided to set off for Fairwa, her resolve unwavering.

During the drive, doubt clawed at her, causing her to question her own judgment.

She stared unblinkingly out of the car window, her mind consumed by trepidation.

She knew she couldn’t solely rely on her suspicions. Everything was just her speculation after all.

But what if she really saw him with another woman when she arrived at the hotel?

Meanwhile, in a dimly lit, abandoned warehouse in Fairwa, the door was suddenly kicked open.

Alex strode in.

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