Chapter 329

**Chapter 0329**

Irene ordered a Chai tea.

Once they had their drinks, they found a booth in the back of the shop to sit in.

Stella still wouldn’t look at Irene, even though they were sitting right across from each other.

Irene and Stella sat across from each other.

“Why do you keep visiting my fiancé?” Irene asked boldly.

Stella was surprised by Irene’s direct question. She took a moment to look at Irene. Irene was beautiful, and she didn’t look anything like she had imagined.

Stella couldn’t help but wonder what Ethan’s type was. Would he be attracted to just any pretty face?

“As I said… it was a mistake,” she murmured, looking down at her water bottle.

“Going to the wrong party can happen to anyone,” she thought, reminding herself it was just a simple mix-up.

“Buying a house once is a mistake,” Stella said, raising her eyebrows. “But twice? Please don’t treat me like a fool. I know something is going on, and I want to know what it is, Stella.”

Stella’s eyes grew wide.

Stella looked up and asked, “H…how do you know my name?” She was confused because she didn’t remember introducing herself to Irene.

Stella knew Irene’s name because she was famous — the most well-known she-wolf in the world.

Landry and everyone else were familiar with the scene, but hardly anyone knew Stella’s name unless they were regulars at the strip club.

“I know things,” Irene said, taking a sip of her tea before placing the mug down. “Now, let’s get to the point.”

“I want to know the truth about your relationship with Ethan Cash,” she said.

Stella bit her bottom lip nervously, her eyes scanning the room as if she expected Ethan to walk in at any moment. She was anxious, fearing what he might do if he found out they were talking about him.

What would he do if he found Stella talking to Irene like this? Would he really go through with his promise and harm Stella? And what about their baby?

Without thinking, she placed her hand on her belly.

“Are you not feeling well?” she asked.

Irene looked at Stella with narrowed eyes, focusing on her hand.

Stella quickly dropped her hand to her side and clenched her fist tightly.

“I’m fine,” she murmured. “But I really should be going. Thank you for…”

Stella began to slide out of the booth, but Irene quickly placed a hand on her arm, stopping her.

“I strongly suggest you tell me the truth, Stella,” Irene said in a cold tone, her eyes narrowing.

“I’m not going to take it from you by force,” said Irene. “You won’t like me if I have to.”

“You know how it is,” she added with a hint of pride. “I’m a Landry, and we have our ways…”

Stella shivered as she looked into Irene’s cold, fierce eyes.

Ethan might have had some power, but it was nothing compared to Irene’s strength. She could tap into her Lycan heritage and force information out of her father, then dispose of his body without anyone even noticing he was gone.

Irene leaned back, considering her options.

Stella sat in her seat, scared to move any further.

“We met at the strip club,” she said, her eyes fixed on the table. “He pursued me. I didn’t know about you until I saw you two together the other day.”

“That’s when it all clicked for me,” she added, feeling a mix of emotions.

The room was quiet, each word hanging in the air as they processed what she had just shared.

**Chapter 0329**

“Did you sleep together?” Irene asked. Her voice sounded indifferent, as if she was trying to hide her feelings but wasn’t quite succeeding.

“Yes,” came the reply.

“Are you in a relationship with him?” Irene pressed further.

“No,” Stella whispered.

Irene nodded and took another sip of her tea, trying to stay calm.

“Did he end his little arrangement with you? Or is it still going on?” she asked.

“Not officially,” Stella replied.

Stella took a deep breath, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to find the right words. “He’s not returning my calls. I’ve been trying to reach out to him, but—”

“He stopped?” Irene interrupted, her tone sharp. “Why?”

“Why are you trying to contact him?”

Irene looked at her friend, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. “You wanted to reach him? You know he’s committed already. You said you saw us together.”

The friend hesitated before speaking. “I needed to tell him something,” she whispered, her voice shaky.

Irene studied her closely, trying to understand what was really going on. “And what was so important that you had to talk to him?”

“Could it really be that important?” she asked.

“I’m pregnant… with Ethan’s baby,” she replied.