When Love Comes Late
Chapter 1197

Noticing her eagerness to keep a distance, Luka felt a pang of discontent but couldn’t argue back.

He insisted, “I genuinely need to speak with you.

Why are you in such a rush?”

Stella conceded, “Fine, I’ll stay.

What is it?”

Luka queried, “How did you know Patti’s dress was a counterfeit?”

With a wry smile, Stella revealed, “Have you forgotten my job? I’m a designer.

I created that dress myself.

It’s a one-of-a-kind piece.

”

Having said her piece, Stella was eager to leave.

The combination of Patti’s debacle and Luka’s striking presence had drawn many curious glances.

“I need to replace someone now.

” After saying that, Stella turned around and left.

Luka, observing her receding figure, couldn’t help but admire her poise.

Meanwhile, in the lounge, Matthew and Neville were engaged in a silent standoff, each sizing up the other.

The tension was broken by a knock at the door and Susie’s voice calling, “Neville, are you there? My parents have arrived.

Would you accompany me to greet them?”

“I’ll be right there,” Neville answered.

He rose and addressed Matthew in a subdued tone, “Let’s resume this discussion once you’ve cooled off.

”

As Neville reached for the door handle, Matthew’s voice halted him.

“Neville, it’s you who needs to calm down.

”

Neville paused briefly, then left without a word.

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Outside, Susie inquired with concern, “Is everything okay?”

“It’s fine,” Neville replied casually, taking her hand to change the subject.

“Shall we go meet your parents?”

“Okay,” Susie responded, her smile brightening.

As their voices faded, Matthew prepared to leave the Lounge in search of Stella.

However, as he rounded a corner, he collided with Luther.

“Mr.

Clark, I’ve been looking for you,” Luther greeted him.

“There’s an esteemed guest I’d like you to meet.

” He gestured with a smile to the woman standing beside him.

Matthew’s eyes fell upon her.

He furrowed his brow, recognizing something familiar in her features but unable to place her.

Extending her hand, the woman greeted him warmly.

“It’s a pleasure to see you again, Mr.

Clark.

I’m Elizabeth.

Do you remember me?”

Wearing a vividly colored dress that accentuated her stunning figure, Elizabeth was a stark contrast to her usual natural look.