The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 927

A strange sense of unease crept into Joshua’s heart.

He immediately tried calling Stella.

No one picked up.

He dialed Abby’s number. Same result.

Joshua tried again and again, but still, there was no answer.

That flicker of dread inside him grew stronger. He pulled up Candida Fletcher’s number and called her.

Candida sounded surprised. “Aren’t Stella and Abby in Sandford for the competition? Maybe you just can’t reach them because it’s late over there and they’ve already gone to bed?”

It was already 10 p.m. in Novaris—a perfectly reasonable time to be asleep.

Joshua asked, “Do you know which hotel they’re staying at?”

“I’m not sure,” Candida replied. “But I remember they mentioned going back to Neo-Vespera last time, and Abby said Foreman was in charge of arranging their Sandford itinerary. Maybe you should check with Mr. Richards?”

“I’ll do that,” Joshua said, then hung up and called Foreman.

The phone rang and rang, but no one answered. Eventually, the call disconnected on its own.

Foreman wasn’t answering either?

Joshua’s expression darkened.

Maybe the three of them were together. He knew a bit about Foreman’s feelings toward Stella, and there was no way Foreman would miss the opportunity to look after her while she was in Sandford for the competition.

Thinking it over, Joshua decided to try again.

The phone buzzed in his ear. Still no answer.

He didn’t want to disturb Stella and Abby’s rest, so he didn’t keep calling them over and over. But with Foreman, he had no such reservations.

Joshua called again. And again. He lost track of how many times he tried before, finally, someone answered.

He wasn’t wrong. Normally, knowing Foreman’s feelings for Stella, Joshua had no doubt Foreman would keep her safe in Sandford.

Foreman added, “Just enjoy your vacation. I’ll make sure Stella is safe. I’ve got things to take care of here, so I’ll have to go.”

Without waiting for a response, he hung up.

It wasn’t all that unusual for Stella and Abby to be unreachable at the same time. Back when Stella hosted concerts, neither of them could be contacted for hours.

Still, Joshua couldn’t shake his worry.

He gazed out the window at the bright daylight.

It was already night in Novaris, but still daytime here.

A flight from his city back to Novaris would take eighteen hours. The distance was so great—if something truly happened to Stella, he’d never make it back in time.

After a moment’s hesitation, Joshua dialed Haynes’s number.