The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance is the best current series by the author Miss Lyra. The Chapter 391 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 391 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.
Against all odds, Stella Cameron took first place—again.
Wasn’t this just another round of free publicity for Stella?
Meanwhile, Jasper Wilkinson’s livestream was exploding with a frenzy of comments and digital confetti. Animated gifts and emojis poured in from every direction.
Jasper had spent hours strategizing how to make Stella look foolish on camera. He’d even swapped to the best phone money could buy, terrified that the feed might freeze or crash just as the audience broke into laughter at Stella’s expense.
But while dreams are sweet, reality can be ruthless.
Not only did Stella avoid embarrassment, she emerged from Jasper’s trap with an even larger, fiercely loyal fan base. The tables had turned.
On top of that, social media was ablaze with people accusing Franco—the so-called impartial judge—of being a sellout, deliberately giving Stella a hard time for some under-the-table benefit.
Flustered and defeated, Jasper scrambled to shut down the livestream.
At that moment, Rachel Pearce stared at the screen, so furious she nearly choked.
Useless. Absolutely useless. What kind of teammate sabotages their own side?
Why had she ever let herself be talked into this by Jasper? How many of his schemes had actually worked? Every single time, Stella turned the tables and used it as a showcase for her own brilliance.
That realization made Rachel’s heart skip a beat.
She suddenly turned to look beside her.
Haynes O’Brien and his son Keen—both tall and small—were gazing intently in Stella’s direction, their attention utterly fixed.
Panic crept into Rachel’s chest.
The more she watched, the clearer it became: taking Stella down wasn’t going to be simple. Was it time...to reach out to that person?
Just then, Rachel’s phone buzzed in her pocket.
A chill ran down her spine as she glanced at the screen. The sender was an unknown number.
The message was short and to the point:
“If you can’t handle this, then come back. My door is always open for you.”
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