The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1185

Although Stella wasn't fond of social gatherings, she understood perfectly well that these events were prime opportunities to make connections and exchange favors.

Joshua, accompanying Stella as her date for the evening, stayed by her side the entire time, making sure no sleazy hands got any ideas about getting too close or taking advantage of her.

By the time most of the socializing was done, Stella was feeling worn out.

She leaned toward Joshua and said, “Let’s go find a lounge to take a break.”

“Sure,” Joshua replied.

Meanwhile, not far away, a man dabbed at the corner of his mouth, unable to hide his hungry gaze.

What a woman… absolute perfection.

She wasn’t just stunningly built—her face was a rare kind of beauty, the sort that made people stop and stare.

This man was Stuart Gibson, the only son and current heir of the Gibson family.

Although Mr. Gibson had his share of lovers over the years, he’d only ever had one child.

In old European tradition, you might call it a “single line of succession”—generation after generation, the Gibson family always produced just one child, always a boy.

To ensure the family line continued, the Gibsons had a standing rule: the first woman to bear a Gibson heir would become Mrs. Gibson. Any other women who managed to have a child after that would receive money and privileges, but—strangely—the so-called Gibson “curse” had never been broken.

Stuart was notorious for his womanizing. With his family’s power and influence, if he set his sights on a woman, he simply took what he wanted.

Back in Germany, the Gibson family’s reach was almost boundless. If Stuart wanted you, there was no escaping him.

Single women were fair game, but even married ones weren’t off-limits—he didn’t care if you were a socialite, a young heiress, or the wife of some wealthy magnate.

If Stuart wanted you, he’d find a way to get you into his bed.

Though he was the heir, Stuart wasn’t head of the family yet. So when it came time to sign the contract with Stella, it was Mr. Gibson himself who handled the negotiations—Stuart hadn’t even been present.

It wasn’t until the evening’s celebration that Stuart showed up.

He’d barely arrived before his eyes landed on Stella, standing beside Joshua.

She was breathtakingly gorgeous—her features delicate yet striking, her eyes dark and bright, drawing him in with effortless allure.

Stuart prided himself on his ability to tell the real from the fake, and he could tell at a glance Stella was a natural beauty, untouched by surgery.

As he watched her from across the room, his mind started to wander.

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