The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 515

Chapter 515 His Personal Jinx

Stella took a sip of soup. The soup was genuinely delicious, and she really liked it.

“Mmm, this porridge tastes amazing.”

The moment she said that, Abraham already knew–there was no stopping her today.

And sure enough…

She ended up having three whole bowls of soup.

Not to mention all the snacks.

By the time Stella started on her second bowl, Abraham was already about to step in. But Evelyn shot him a sharp look, completely shutting him up.

“Stella really shouldn’t cat too much,” he couldn’t help but say.

Evelyn: “You shut your mouth.”

Useless.

Three whole years.

For the past three years, Evelyn had constantly worried that Stella wasn’t eating properly while living away from them, which might affect her health.

Now that she was finally back home, there was no way Abraham was going to be the one calling the shots.

Meanwhile-

Victor sat at the dining table, face dark. He glanced at the maid. “Go tell her to come down for breakfast.”

The maid worked in the kitchen.

When she heard Victor tell her to go call Tessa down, Silas’s warning flashed through her head–he’d told her not to go upstairs.

She hesitated. “But Mr. Silas said I’m not allowed to go up to the second floor…”

Which was exactly why this morning’s breakfast had been reheated several times already.

Tessa didn’t come down, and he didn’t come down either. Cooking for them was a nightmare.

Victor’s face went cold. “Go.”

The sudden chill in his tone made the maid jump. She quickly nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Technically, she should listen to the one who paid her salary–but when the master of the house gave an order, there was no saying no.

The maid hurried upstairs to get Tessa.

Back in her room, Tessa was looking at the time, debating whether or not to call Stella.

Ever since she found out the former female leader of the Ashen Pact was also named Diana, she’d been on edge.

Just can’t shake this feeling…

Knock, knock.

Tessa flinched.

The wardrobe Silas had brought in was so heavy she couldn’t move it herself. The only thing keeping Victor out was the

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flimsy lock on the door.

“Who is it?” she asked, her voice shaky.

“It’s the maid, Ms. Tessa,” came the reply. “Sir asked you to come down for breakfast.”

Wasn’t the maid banned from going upstairs?

Well… this was Victor’s house. Whatever he said went.

“I’m not hungry,” she said.

If Victor asked her to come down, then she absolutely wasn’t going.

She and Stella had already agreed: wherever Victor was, she’d try to avoid him. No more unfixable accidents.

Just thinking about the disasters she’d caused around Victor made her want to crawl into a hole.

Why am I so dumb?

All the more reason not to go.

He was already scary when he was calm. If he was in a bad mood, it had to be even worse.

Dragging her feet, she cracked open the door and peeked up at him like a scared little quail, only to meet Victor’s ice–cold

stare.

Forced to meet his eyes, Tessa couldn’t look away no matter how hard she tried.

Yeah, kinda have to!

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