Next Man, Better Plan novel Chapter 107

Thinking about the leering gazes from the men back in the station that had landed on Stephanie, Quennel felt a surge of irritation.

“Next time you’re meeting another man, you’re not allowed to dress like this.”

Stephanie frowned, finding his words absurd. “On what grounds are you giving me orders?”

Stephanie had just thrown on the dress. Who bothers to dress up to go out late at night? She had simply grabbed the outermost outfit in her closet and only realized after putting it on that the color was too eye-catching, making her skin look like polished jade.

But she couldn't be bothered to change. Quennel wasn't worth the effort of her carefully selecting an outfit in front of a mirror.

Stephanie coldly shook off Quennel's hand.

Quennel didn't argue. “My car is parked over there. It’s not safe this late at night. I’ll give you a ride home.”

Victoria’s face stiffened, but she chimed in, “Yes, Stephanie. It’s just a short drive. Quennel and I can take you home together.”

As if they had to be a couple to do anything. How disgusting.

Stephanie sneered, feeling sick just looking at them. Her eyes were filled with a deep loathing, her once-bright pupils now frosted over with coldness.

…

Jonathan and Tobias were too far away to hear what the group was saying.

Tobias teased, “Why do I suddenly feel like this Quennel has the potential to be totally whipped? Jonathan, it seems Stephanie was just here to bail him out. It doesn't look like there's anything between them.”

At least, that’s what their body language suggested.

Jonathan held a cigarette at the corner of his lips, his voice chilling. “Is that so?”

Tobias continued, “I originally thought that with their long history, Stephanie might not be able to let go. But now it seems Quennel is the one who can’t move on…”

Tobias stopped mid-sentence, stunned.

They had just been watching from a distance, but no one expected Jonathan to suddenly open the car door and get out.

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