Chapter 341
“Drunk already, and it’s not even noon.” Alessia frowned but still caught Stella as she stumbled, guiding her gently to the couch.
“I tried to stop her. Didn’t help,” Queenie said with a resigned sigh.
“So, how did things go with the exhibition?” Clearly, Queenie was already in the
loop.
“It’s taken care of.”
“There’s talk all over the art scene about it. The Quincy family got
embarrassed–maybe they’ll keep a low profile for a while. Plenty of people are asking about your brother, trying to buy up his other pieces. Those who know anything have started coming to me for info.”
“Let them talk. Doesn’t matter.”
Alessia had no need for that kind of money, and the Mortons weren’t about to hawk Ivan’s paintings like trinkets just for a quick buck.
“I’m sitting here a mess, and you two aren’t even going to comfort me?” Stella had recovered enough to sit up, but her voice was thick with wounded pride.
The other two exchanged a look and shook their heads in silent agreement.
The day after Cole confessed to Alessia, Justin, not to be outdone, whisked Stella off to watch Formula 1. He picked the perfect moment–while she was still giddy from the race–to confess his feelings, and just like that, they became a couple.
Back then, they were more inseparable than ten Coles and Alessias combined. But less than a month in, they were already bickering every other day and threatening to break up, only to be stuck together like glue again the next morning.
The arguments were always over nothing, but somehow, it was their friends who got caught in the crossfire. Every other day, they were dragged into the drama, forced to listen to the latest/petty squabble.
“So what was it this time?” Alessia asked, pouring a glass of water for Stella.
Stella didn’t refuse. She just took the glass and drank quietly.
“I’m on break, and he didn’t even want to go out with me. Said he’d already made plans to go fishing with my dad!” Stella’s voice shot up an octave as she pointed at herself, genuinely incredulous.
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“He’d rather take my dad fishing than go on a date with his girlfriend? Why doesn’t he just date my dad at this point?!”
They were used to Stella and Justin’s bizarre arguments, but this one took the cake. Alessia tried to say something comforting, but couldn’t help bursting into laughter.
“Oh, you’re laughing at me now? Some friends you are!” Stella pouted, her face scrunched up in indignation.
“Would I have ditched Cole to come here if I wasn’t your friend?”
Stella realized she was being unreasonable and shrank back into the couch without
another word.
“I told you, either invite Justin’s mom out for a shopping spree, or just tag along with Justin and your dad for fishing. What’s the point of sulking here?” Queenie said, taking a delicate sip of her wine.
“I don’t want to.”
Stella gave a little huff.
Ever since she started dating Justin, Stella had grown a bit more spoiled–not that anyone blamed her. Justin had done that all on his own. Every time they fought, she always ended up here, and sure enough, it never took Justin long to come running after her.
As if on cue, Alessia had barely finished half her juice when Justin showed up at the door.
“Stella!”
He hurried over, while Stella turned away, her annoyance written plainly across her
face.
Alessia and Queenie exchanged another glance, both raising their eyebrows in amusement, settling back to watch the show.
“Oh, come on, sweetheart, I messed up, okay? You said you were busy this weekend, so I made plans with your dad. I told you about it!”
“Well, how was I supposed to know my friends would suddenly make plans too?” Stella muttered, her tone softening.
“I’d have canceled on anyone else, but your dad’s a tough one to turn down. Please, princess, can you forgive me this once?” Justin tugged at the sleeve of her sweater,
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his voice full of nervous hope.
“Fine, but next time, I come first.”
“There won’t be a next time, I swear. Never again,” Justin promised, with a hint of desperation.
Their friends just shook their heads. No matter who started it, these two always found a way to patch things up. Where most couples drifted apart with every fight, Stella and Justin only seemed to get closer–and their friends? Well, they just had to sit back and watch, getting another taste of their all–too–sweet love story.

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