When Love Comes Late

But despite this new revelation, Stella was still left puzzled about Robin’s true intentions.

Taking a deep breath, she gathered her composure and said, “Mr.

Wheeler, I’m here about the sales channel.

Can you explain why you’re making things so difficult for us? We’re just a small studio.

”

Robin, unfazed, waved her concerns aside and said, “Enough talk.

Join us for three rounds.

Win just once, and your sales channel is yours again.

”

Stella’s frustration showed.

She hadn’t expected to deal with such a stubborn and unpredictable person today.

Robin extended three fingers, his gaze steely.

“You’ve got three seconds to make up your mind.

If you don’t agree, leave.

We don’t need any more interruptions.

”

He began to count, his voice sharp and deliberate.

“Three.

”

“Two.

”

As he neared the final count, Stella, feeling the mounting pressure, stepped forward.

Relief flickered across Robin’s face as he finally allowed himself a satisfied smile.

Stella walked into the room, her face shadowed by a cloud of frustration.

She met Robin’s gaze with a steady look.

“Mr.

Wheeler, let me be straightforward,” she said, her voice firm but weary.

“I don’t know the first thing about playing cards.

This is just business for me, with no personal grudge.

Why are you making things so difficult?”

Robin’s Lips twisted into a smug grin.

“I do whatever I want,” he said, his tone dripping with arrogance.

“No one tells me what to do.

Either win a round or down this entire bottle of vodka.

”

He thumped a bottle of vodka onto the table in front of Stella, the sound sharp in the tense air.

“See how thoughtful I am?” Robin’s voice was light, tinged with mischief.

“You said you didn’t know how to play cards, so I made sure to offer you an extra choice.

What’s your take on that? I have a thing for pretty ladies.

”

His eyes, full of playful intent, stayed fixed on Stella.

Stella’s brow deepened into a frown.

It was clear he was trying to make a fool of her, and she didn’t appreciate it.

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From what she remembered, Lindsay and the Wheelers hadn’t been close, so she was baffled by Robin’s actions.

Robin didn’t seem like the type to help Lindsay with her frustrations.

Stella was at a loss for words.

As she stared at the vodka bottle, a pang of fear unsettled her.

If she drank it, she’d likely end up in the hospital today.

Stella’s hands were damp with sweat as she desperately searched for a way to salvage the situation.

Seeing the worried look on Stella’s face, Robin suddenly burst out laughing.

Then, his expression shifted as if he finally remembered who she was.

With a hint of sarcasm, he said, “Miss Anderson.

Oh, wait, that’s not right.

Mrs.

Clark, do you want me to call Matthew and ask if he can help you?”

Before Stella could reply, he kept going, “But actually, that doesn’t work either.

I think I should stick with Miss Anderson.

After all, Matthew is about to become my brother-in-law.

I wonder if he’d be willing to help you, his ex-wife.

”

Stella’s face fell, wounded by Robin’s sarcastic remarks.