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"Are you trying to ask me who I met this morning and what we talked about? If so, just ask directly. Isn't it tiring to beat around the bush?"

Andrew's gaze deepened, and he instinctively gripped her hand tightly, as if afraid she might disappear if he let go.

When Andrew learned that Stella had approached Isabella, he felt a wave of inexplicable panic.

Andrew knew that in times of crisis, it was crucial to remain calm. He should trust her. However, having experienced the Turner family's skill in twisting the truth, he couldn't help but worry. Even Scarlett, who wasn't foolish, got ensnared eventually. Isabella was young and inexperienced, and he couldn't help but be concerned.

Isabella continued to fiddle with her cups, speaking casually, "I met with Stella this morning."

"Well." He nodded. Then, silence.

She waited for him to ask more, but nothing came.

"Andrew, why aren't you asking what we talked about?"

He put his arm around her shoulders and said, "What she said isn't really imp