Chapter 491

"It's me." Stella Valentine nodded slightly, her eyes flickering with confusion. She was certain she'd never met this woman before.

The woman appeared to be in her early twenties, yet carried an air of quiet maturity. Her delicate features were accentuated by striking almond-shaped eyes that tilted slightly upward, giving her a radiant charm. Stella found herself studying the woman's face.

"Can I help you?" Stella broke the silence.

The woman smiled warmly. "Actually, I have a favor to ask." Her voice was as clear as a mountain spring. "I came because I admire your work. This earring—it's one of your designs, isn't it?"

She tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear, revealing a crabapple-shaped earring. The delicate fringe swayed with her movement, catching the light.

Stella's eyes brightened in recognition. It was a piece she'd originally designed, later refined by Adrian Roland.

"Thank you for appreciating it," Stella said sincerely.

"Would you join me for dinner?" The woman's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "There's a lovely restaurant nearby with a peaceful atmosphere."

After a brief hesitation, Stella agreed. "Give me a moment to make a call."

She stepped aside and dialed Penny Anderson. "Could you pick up the kids for me? A client requested an impromptu meeting."

"Male or female?" Penny's tone turned alert.

"Relax, it's a female client who admires our designs."

"Good." Penny exhaled in relief. "Consider it done."

Hanging up, Stella returned with an apologetic smile. "Sorry for the wait."

"Perfect timing." The woman's smile remained gracious. "Mind if I ride with you?"

Their conversation flowed effortlessly during the drive, ranging from classical design aesthetics to current fashion trends. An unexpected camaraderie blossomed between them.

At the restaurant, the woman took a sip of lemon water. "Miss Valentine lives up to her reputation. No wonder William speaks so highly of you."

Stella's fork paused mid-air over her pasta.

"William?"

"My boyfriend." A rosy blush tinted the woman's cheeks. "He mentions you often. I specifically came to meet you."

Stella set down her utensils. Her pulse quickened.

So this wasn't a casual client meeting.

This was an ambush.