Sean Quinn calmly laid out his plan. His sole objective was to protect Stella Lockwood—she absolutely could not be exposed to the public right now.
Stella Lockwood was stunned. 'He... he's actually sending me away from this mess? Not just throwing me to the wolves?' She had been so petty, so suspicious. A wave of shame washed over her. He was nothing like the man from her memories.
"Then what about you?" she asked softly.
The media outside was a ravenous mob. If this private matter was dissected in public, how would he ever face the strange looks he'd get from everyone?
Morton Grant thought the best solution was right in front of them. All Sir had to do was show them the marriage certificate, and the rumors would stop. But clearly, Sir had no intention of doing that.
"I'll handle my own affairs. You just worry about yourself... Morton... go..."
"Yes, sir."
Morton went and fetched a staff uniform.
