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The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21 The Price of Being Petty

Seeing that Stella remained firm and unyielding, her words were as sharp as knives. Annoyed, he took a couple of drags from his cigarette.

“Then you tell me, what do you want to do?

In his mind, he had already given her everything she could possibly want. She had taken all the benefits.

Now, all he wanted was for Rianne to come back.

Stella said. “As for the wedding, don’t even bother discussing it with me. We’re completely done.”

“You…

Completely done! Where did she get the confidence to say that to me

Stella continued, “And as for Rianne, you can forget about that too. If you have the ability, then go and bring her back yourself to treat Lillian. You’re so rich, so capable–do you really need to go through me?”

Her words were dripping with sarcasm. Ethan’s face darkened with anger at her mocking tone.

If money or power could solve the problem with Rianne, would he still be wasting his time here with Stella?

He had already called Rianne earlier when he was outside, and she had flat–out refused. On top of that, the man backing Rianne made it impossible for him to force her into anything.

Frustration clouded Ethan’s face.

Stella asked. “Anything else? If not, take me to the Oriental Grand Tower.”

It wasn’t exactly easy to hail a cab here, and since he had ordered Jason to drive her car away, it was only fair that he took her where she needed to go.

Ethan frowned. “What are you going to the Oriental Grand Tower for? Do you have an interview? Looking for a job as a backup plan?”

“None of your business.

Her res

response was just as sharp as before.

Ethan fell silent..

This woman, she was nothing but defiant.

He was itching to wear down her resolve, chipping away at it bit by bit….

Just then, his phone rang.

Lillian was calling. He glanced at Stella, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately answered.

“Lillian, you’re awake?”

“Ethan, I feel terrible.”

Her weak and pained voice came through the phone. The moment Ethan heard it, he instinctively glanced at Stella. His impatience was directed at Stella, but beneath it all, there was nothing but worry for Lillian.

“Don’t panic. Call the doctor first,” he said gently.

Chapter 21 The Price of Being Petty

“No, the doctor said I’m already on too many medications”

Finished

It made sense. Her body was dealing with multiple conditions at once. She probably had to take medicine every half hour–it was enough to make anyone sick to their stomach.

Thinking about Lillian’s frail condition, a deep worry flickered in Ethan’s eyes. Tll come over right now.

“If you’re busy, it’s okay,” Lillian murmured.

Ethan glanced at Stella again before replying, “Tm not that busy”

Stella scoffed. As soon as he hung up, the corners of her lips curled into a mocking smirk.

Just moments ago, Ethan had acted like he never wanted to see her again..

Now, he couldn’t even wait until the middle of the night before rushing over at the first sign of trouble? She had to admit- Lillian still had a strong hold on him. Just one phone call, and he was already eager to run to her side.

Ethan’s face darkened. He pulled out a card and handed it to Stella. “Take a cab”

It was obvious–he was trying to get rid of her.

Stella took the card, tucked it into her bag, but didn’t get out of the car.

“Drive me there.”

It was freezing outside, and besides, she hadn’t begged to get into his car in the first place.

Ethan didn’t start the engine. Stella didn’t budge either, making it clear that if he didn’t take her to her destination, she wasn’t getting out.

She took the money, but she isn’t leaving? Ethan’s temple throbbed with frustration.

Left with no choice, he drove her there.

A she stepped out of the car, Ethan couldn’t help but give her one last warning. “Think carefully about the wedding. If the Reed family suffers begause of you, your job prospects won’t be looking too great either?

Stella raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

Still trying to threaten her? Her icy gaze locked onto his as she retorted, “Lillian was raised by the Reed family. Shouldn’t their losses be your concern?”

“It is, but that doesn’t mean you won’t bear the consequences of your actions.”

No matter what, the Reed family would take their anger out on her for any damage caused.

Stella let out a low chuckle. “Go on, then. Get to your precious hospital. Who knows? This might be the last time you see her.”

With that many illnesses, she could drop dead at any moment.

Ethan clenched his jaw. “You-”

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Stella had expected it–either Ethan or someone from the Reed family.

She instinctively glanced up at Abraham, and sure enough, the warmth in his eyes had completely disappeared.

Her grip on the phone trembled. “No, that’s not what 1-

You like money, don’t you? The card I gave you is still open–buy whatever you want, as much as you want.”

Finished

The condition was simple–bring Rianne back. But before Ethan could finish, Abraham plucked the phone from Stella’s hand and hung up without hesitation.

Their eyes met for a brief moment. Under his cold, piercing gaze, Stella instinctively lowered her head, not daring to look at

him

Abraham’s voice was icy. “He treats you well, doesn’t he?”

Stella forced a dry laugh. “No.”

Abraham’s tone sharpened. “He’s willing to give you anything you ask for.

Stella fell silent. If someone only heard Ethan’s words without any context, that’s exactly what it toonld sound like.

“It was all for a reason,” she muttered. “It wasn’t because he had feelings for me.”

For some reason, whenever the topic of emotions came up, she felt guilty in front of Abraham. Probably because back in school, he had always drilled into her head. No dating allowed!

She endured hours of relentless questioning. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and she slumped over onto Abraham’s lap. falling asleep.

Under the bright living room lights, Abraham brushed a few strands of hair from her face, tucking them behind her ear. Then, without hesitation, he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

When he stepped back into the living room, Abel was already waiting there, surveying the small apartment.

“Should we take Ms. Dawson back to Verdant Villa?” Abel asked.

Verdant Vilia was located in the Shallow Bay area of Rivermount. When that piece of land first became available, every powerful family in the city had tried to get their hands on it.

But back then, Stella had glanced at a scenic recommendation and casually mentioned she liked it. The land became Abraham’s in an instant.

The original plan had been to develop luxury seaside residences, but Abraham had personally remodeled it to fit Stella’s preferences instead.

He had intended to gift it to her on her coming–of–age ceremony, but before that could happen, disaster struck the Dawson family, and she vanished.

Abraham stepped onto the balcony, lighting a cigarette. He took a slow drag before exhaling.

“Don’t move her tonight. Let her sleep. Just bring my things up.”

Hearing that Abraham planned to stay the night, Abel instinctively glanced around the small apartment again.

“You’re staying here?”

Abraham shot him a frosty glare. “Is there a problem?”

Half–asleep, Stella stirred, waking up only because she really had to use the restroom. Annoyed, she groggily crawled out of bed, her eyes still half–closed, and shuffled toward the bathroom.

Abraham was standing there, fresh from the shower, a towel–her towel–wrapped loosely around his waist.

“If you don’t open up, I’ll have someone break the lockt‘ Ethan shouted, his rage boiling over.

With all the commotion, there was no way Stella was still asleep–he knew she was awake.

Stella’s eyebrow twitched violently. Did he seriously bring a locksmith? Is he planning to break into my place?llad Ethan completely lost his mind? He actually had the nerve to try and force his way int

Her brain short–circuited for a moment as she looked at Abraham. “Um, I

“Want me to hide?

But seeing the storm brewing on Abraham’s face, how could she possibly nod?

“It’s just… I still have some unresolved misunderstandings with that bastard.”

From outside, Ethan’s furious voice came again, full of gritted teeth. “You’re the one not opening the door. If the lock gets busted, don’t blame me!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of someone working on the lock echoed through the apartment. That bastard, he really brought a locksmith?

But before she could even grab her weapon, there was a soft ‘click‘ behind her–the door had been unlocked.

Stella whipped around just in time to meet Ethan’s furious gaze.

Ethan, seething with rage, scanned the room, and for a moment, his mind went blank. If not for Stella standing right there, he would have thought he had the wrong address.

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