Chapter 528 Grandpa’s Wrath
The whole way there, Abraham kept coaxing Stella. After a lot of sweet–talking, she finally agreed not to go with him.
The car pulled to a stop.
Abel respectfully opened the door for Stella. “Ms. Stella.”
Stella looked at Abraham with pleading eyes.
She still wanted to go with him to find Marie. Grandpa was really scary.
The man affectionately pinched her cheek. “Go on. Be good.”
“Okay, I’m going.”
“Mm, go on.” Abraham nodded.
Stella reluctantly stepped out of the car.
The Luke family’s butler had been waiting at the front gate, already informed of her arrival. When he saw Stella step out, he hurried over and bowed respectfully. “Ms. Stella, welcome.”
Stella nodded.
The butler glanced at the car disappearing in the distance. “Mr. Abraham’s not coming in? Your grandmother had the kitchen prepare a whole spread–all your favorites.”
Stella said, “Something came up with Marie. Let’s head inside.”
The butler nodded. “Understood.”
He gestured politely for her to go in, and Stella walked forward.
Behind her, the household staff followed at a respectful distance.
Meanwhile, in the car.
Abel said to Abraham, “Ms. Stella seemed very nervous.”
Thinking of her anxious little face just now, Abraham smiled indulgently. “He won’t eat her.”
Still, she deserved a little scolding–especially after running away for years.
Grandpa was strict. Even with Abraham present, Stella would still get an earful.
He wouldn’t actually do anything to her. The old man might look fierce, but he truly cared for the younger generation.
It’s just… after running off for three years, if Stella couldn’t give a decent explanation today, she was definitely getting chewed out.
Chapter 528 Grandpa’s Wrath
Inside the house, Stella could already hear Grandma’s voice from afar
“Lorette just called. She said that girl Stella’s pregnant, so don’t you go yelling at her.
Mom even called ahead?
Didn’t seem to be doing much good though.
She heard Grandpa’s cold snort: “Hmph. That child needs discipline. Who knows what kind of trouble she’ll cause later?”
His tone was harsh and angry.
You could definitely see a bit of Abraham in him.
Stella had always felt like Abraham was a skipped–generation copy of the old man–same face, same natural
presence.
Plus, Grandpa had spent the most time teaching him, so not just their looks, but even their temperament matched.
Grandma started to say something, but Grandpa cut her off: “She ran off for three years and didn’t contact anyone. What else wouldn’t she dare to do? I really underestimated her. Used to be such a sweet kid.”
Just thinking about Stella running away made the old man furious.
Whatever the reason, disappearing for so long was inexcusable.
Stella stood frozen at the entryway, too scared to go in.
She looked to the butler for help.
The butler gave her a warm smile and whispered, “The old master’s been upset these years.”
She was the most pampered child in the family, and she ran off.
Any family would be mad.
Even rebellious kids need to know limits.
Stella pouted but didn’t say anything.
-Grandma tried again: “Yes, yes, you’re right. But there’s a time and place for discipline. She’s not a kid
anymore–and she’s pregnant now.”
“And didn’t you always say that kids should have their own opinions? She’s grown up now. Having h thoughts is a good thing.”
Grandpa snapped, “That’s ‘having her own thoughts‘? I say she’s still in her rebellious phase.”
Grandma had tried to defend Stella, but her words only made Grandpa angrier.
Stella’s heart clenched.
The butler tried to comfort her. “He’s just worried about you. We’ve all been searching these years.
The longer they searched and failed, the more frustrated everyone became.
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