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The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 705

The instant she fell, Stella instinctively shielded her hands, so only her arm was injured.

Seeing this, Candida rushed over, her face drained of color.

“Star, are your hands okay?”

A musician’s hands are more precious than life itself. Candida, a pianist herself, knew this better than anyone.

Stella was in the middle of competitions and about to hold a concert.

If her hands were hurt and it affected her performance…

Candida would never forgive herself.

Karl—unforgivable!

With Candida’s support, Stella slowly got to her feet. “I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.”

Eyes rimmed red, Candida gently checked Stella’s hands.

Stella had the loveliest hands—pale, delicate, almost porcelain.

There were a few scrapes on the back, and her forearm was streaked with blood—a sight that made Candida’s heart clench.

Watching Candida’s tender concern, Karl was suddenly reminded of the way she used to look at him.

But now, her gaze held nothing but ice.

A strange anger flared in Karl’s chest. He suddenly seized Candida’s wrist.

“Come with me,” he said coldly, “and I’ll let her go.

If you keep being stubborn, Candida, I promise you don’t want to see what I’m capable of.”

Candida’s eyelashes fluttered violently.

She knew exactly what Karl was capable of.

Her lips trembled, but in the end she said, “Star, I have to go for now. Please get your arm treated at the hospital—I’ll visit you soon…”

Karl was despicable. She couldn’t let Stella get dragged into this.

But suddenly, Stella caught her hand.

“Don’t worry, Candida. He can’t do anything to me. He doesn’t have that kind of power.”

Stella’s eyes were frosty. “Mr. Burton, you certainly talk big. Do you really think Neo-Vespera belongs to your precious Burton family?”

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