Stella's mouth twitched in disbelief.

Seriously, what was this? She instinctively tried to pull her hand away from Ronald's grip, but he held on tightly.

Seeing she couldn't break free, Stella whispered to Susanna, "What's going on? How did your first kiss just vanish into thin air?"

Weren't airports supposed to be chaotic? And wasn't Hull the one who was supposed to see her home? With Hull's fierce demeanor, who would dare to steal a kiss from Susanna in his presence? Yeah, it must have been a forced kiss! Otherwise, why else would Susanna be crying over the phone?

Stella was completely baffled.

Susanna sniffled. "It was Hull. He kissed me, Star. Seriously, ask your brother, are all the people around him is this shameless?"

Stella was stunned.

Hull? Really? Wasn't it supposed to be dangerous? Why on earth would Hull kiss her in such a dangerous situation? Sure, Hull had his unpredictable moments, but this? This was something else.

Before she could respond, Susanna asked again, "Is everyone around him like that, or does your brother have some decency?"

Stella threw a glance at Ronald, whose face had darkened considerably. Clearly, the speakerphone was loud enough for him to hear everything.

Susanna pressed, "I'm asking you!"

The poor girl was clearly flustered and had started rambling.

Idris, trailing behind Stella and Ronald, overheard Susanna's words and instinctively glanced at Finley. Quick-tongued people weren't as rare as he'd thought.

Stella was embarrassed. "Come on, my brother's a good guy. A really good guy."

Though, at that moment, even she didn't sound convinced. Her mind was flooded with all the explicit signals he'd given her. When he was good, he was really good. But once that thin layer of pretense between them was pierced, he could be really bad too. Stella sighed. "Look, if we're talking about Hull, let's stick to Hull. What's really going on?"

Hull wasn't exactly a good person, but Susanna was her best friend. Wasn't his behavior crossing a line?

Stella smacked her forehead. "I knew I shouldn't have let him see you home."

Darn it, how could she forget? Hull was notorious for being a player, always surrounded by all sorts of women.

But... wait a minute. Susanna didn't exactly fit the mold of the tall, leggy types Hull usually went for. What was Hull thinking?

Something didn't add up.

Yvonne had mentioned before that Hull's flings were mostly for show. He barely touched those women, brushing past their lives without getting involved.

To put it simply, Hull had high

standards. Not just anyone caught

his eye.

only spare them a glance, never actually make a move.

ven if they did, he'd

When Yvonne brought it up, they'd even speculated if Hull had some kind of issue. Why else would he just look and not touch those women?

But for Hull to even look, the woman had to be absolutely stunning. And Susanna, well...

Susanna sniffled again. "It was a complicated situation."

Stella asked, "Oh, so maybe he didn't mean it?"

Susanna retorted, "He definitely meant it."

Stella was speechless.

Susanna then explained over the phone about the chaotic situation at the airport. Apparently, there were too many thugs around. She and Hull had been hiding, and eventually found themselves in a storage room, only to be confronted by about twenty or so people.

Hull, seeing the situation, had pushed her down beneath him. The situation was intense, and those thugs, seeing what appeared to be a couple in the heat of the moment, decided to leave them be.

"My clothes got all ripped, and that kiss was definitely a real one," Susanna complained.

"A real one?" Stella echoed.

Susanna exclaimed, "Ugh! I'm so mad."

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Stella tried to calm her. "Well, you guys were just trying to get out of a dangerous situation. "What do you mean it wasn't real? Do you know where he was touching me?" Susanna snapped. "Where?" Stella asked, hesitant to hear the answer.

Susanna fell silent, leaving only the sound of her heavy breathing over the phone, clearly fuming. Stella could guess just how convincing Hull's little act must have been for those thugs watching.

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