Stella Lockwood glanced at the phone that had received the photo. It was from an unknown number. After a moment's thought, she called it back. The line rang a few times before connecting, and a young woman's voice came through.
"Stella Lockwood, if I send this photo out, everyone will know you're nothing but a homewrecker."
The woman—no, the girl's voice was immature, like she was a teenager. Her tone was laced with deep hatred.
Stella Lockwood just chuckled. "Little girl, who are you? If you really think a single photo can make people believe I'm a homewrecker, aren't you being a bit naive? There's something you need to get straight: I am Sean Quinn's legally wedded wife. Even if Sean had a girlfriend before, that's all in the past. Besides, Sean has never publicly acknowledged anyone as his girlfriend, so don't even think about slinging that kind of mud at me..."
