CHAPTER 723: CHAPTER 723: YOU PROBABLY WON’T LIKE ME ANYMORE

Alaric Faulkner brought quite a few people with him, while Faye Sterling was alone. The group of bodyguards quickly surrounded her and swiftly subdued Faye Sterling.

Xander Lawson hurried forward to untie Stella Hawthorne’s ropes. He looked at Stella with concern and asked, "Stella, are you okay?"

Alaric Faulkner didn’t see Eleanor Sterling. His complexion was as dark as a demon’s. He said coldly, "Where’s Eleanor?"

Stella Hawthorne immediately shouted, "President Faulkner, Eleanor was taken away by a man. They went somewhere unknown. You must go save her!"

Alaric Faulkner’s handsome face swiftly turned grim, his eyes shooting out countless glints of coldness. He looked at Xander Lawson and said, "You handle the situation here."

After saying that, he immediately turned around to chase them.

His retreating figure exuded a terrifying aura of hostility, it was clear that he was very angry now.

Stella Hawthorne breathed a sigh of relief; Eleanor shouldn’t be in any danger.

Faye Sterling was tightly bound and thrown to the side.

Stella Hawthorne stood up and walked towards her. She picked up the knife and waved it in front of her, "Faye Sterling, you cut my face. I’m going to give you a cut on your face too!"

"Don’t come any closer..." Faye Sterling’s eyes widened as she looked at Stella Hawthorne with a hint of fear.

Stella Hawthorne raised her hand with the knife, but unexpectedly, Xander Lawson grabbed her wrist. She glanced back at him.

"Xander Lawson, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to stop me? My face is already ruined!"

Stella Hawthorne had a blood stain on her face. She had cried earlier, spreading the blood across her cheek, making her look somewhat pitiable.

Xander Lawson took the knife from Stella Hawthorne’s hand.

He said in a low voice, "This kind of thing shouldn’t be done by you. Rest assured, I’ll take care of her and get revenge for you."

What he meant was, Stella Hawthorne is the eldest daughter of the Hawthorne Family. Getting involved in such matters would spell trouble in the future, and he didn’t want her to face any trouble.

Stella Hawthorne remembered that her face was disfigured now, and Xander Lawson would definitely dislike her. She cried so hard she couldn’t breathe.

Seeing Stella’s intense crying, Xander Lawson thought she was injured somewhere. In a panic, he immediately rushed forward and picked her up in his arms.

"Stella, where are you hurt? Don’t cry... I’ll take you to the hospital right now."

He instructed the bodyguards, "Keep an eye on her and wait for President Faulkner to handle it when he returns!"

After saying this, Xander Lawson eagerly carried Stella Hawthorne away. He put Stella into the passenger seat and carefully fastened her seatbelt.

The car started up and shot out like an arrow leaving the string!

Stella’s sobs still resounded inside the car, and Xander Lawson increased the speed again.

"S-Slow down, Xander! I’m scared." Stella’s face was pale, and she nervously clutched the seatbelt.

Hearing her, Xander Lawson slowed the car down and asked, "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I’m fine... it’s just that my face is ruined. You probably won’t like me anymore. Men all like pretty women and won’t like a disfigured one like me, sob sob sob..."

Hearing this, Xander Lawson breathed a sigh of relief. He was scared to death, thinking Stella was hurt somewhere.

It was just this matter.

He was just about to speak when Stella began crying anew, "I was originally planning to agree to be your girlfriend, but now I think it’s impossible. You will find a prettier girlfriend in the future."

Hearing this, Xander Lawson found it quite amusing. Did he really seem like such a shallow man?

After being by Stella Hawthorne’s side for so many years, did she really not understand what kind of person he was?