She shook off his hand and rubbed her wrist. "Why should I be afraid? I just find it incredible that you would corner someone in the ladies' room, Mr. Farley."
Osborne glanced at her and added coldly, "I told you I wanted to talk. You slipped away last night, but I won't let you escape now."
What was there to talk about?
Everything between them was clear.
Stella frowned in disgust.
His expression darkened further. He became emotionless as he finally began to ask.
"Who was the man you were having dinner with?"
Stella looked at him, bewildered, and scoffed, "That's none of your business."
Ignoring her dismissal, Osborne didn't get angry but continued, "It seemed like he was trying to pursue you. Do you like him?"
Huh?
Stella seemed to catch on to something.
She looked up, staring
