The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 550

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As one “scumbag” after another flew out of Marie’s mouth, even Stella couldn’t help but glance at her a few more times.

The two were tearing into each other over the phone, the argument escalating from petty insults to Dan outright demanding Marie divorce Derrick.

Even from across the room, Stella could clearly hear Dan’s sharp, commanding tone through the speaker.

Which only infuriated Marie more.

“My divorce has nothing to do with you! Mind your own damn business.”

“What, he’s not a good guy? And you are? You pretentious scum. You memory–faking piece of trash.

Stella’s lip twitched.

Pretentious scum–a new title added to the list.

So now both classic insults typically reserved for backstabbing women were being hurled at Dan.

Wait a second–did she just say Dan had amnesia?

Was that real?

Stella had her doubts from the beginning. The whole “amnesia” thing had always seemed like a convenient

excuse.

If a person suffered real brain trauma, they’d either die or eventually recover.

This so–called memory loss felt more like a well–packaged excuse to cover up being a jerk.

Marie continued her furious rant, only to find Stella watching her with a stunned expression.

Her gaze dropped to Stella’s still–flat belly–and suddenly, she shot to her feet and stormed upstairs, still cursing as she went.

“You two–faced liar!”

Two–faced just joined the insult roster.

By the time Abraham returned home, he saw Stella still sitting dazed on the couch.

He came over and gently ruffled her soft hair. “What’s got you so zoned out?”

She hadn’t even noticed him walk in/

Stella finally snapped out of it, still shaken by Marie’s earlier outburst. Especially that string of insults.Scumbag, pretentious scum, two–faced–all directed at Dan.

Seeing Abraham, she grabbed his wrist and nuzzled her chin into his warm palin. “You’re back?”

Judging by the way he’d left earlier, she thought he’d be out late today.

Abraham gave a soft “Mm.“/

Chapter 550 The Art of Insults

Before he could say more, Stella hooked herself onto his arm and leaned in to whisper, “Abraham, Matic and Dan had a huge fight.”

“Hmm?”

“Sounds like she really did get the marriage license with Derrick. Dan told her to divorce him

She delivered the punchline with perfect timing.

When Derrick came to pick Marie up earlier, Stella hadn’t thought they’d actually go through with it.

They all knew Marie’s temper too well.

But somehow, they had gotten married.

And Dan… the way he reacted, there was no way that man had truly lost his memory.

If he really had amnesia, would he be this furious over it?

Abraham turned to face her, wrapping one arm around her slim waist. “So? Did she win the argument?”

Win?

Judging from how red Marie’s face was when she stormed upstairs, it was hard to say for sure–but she had gone up to continue yelling.

“She called Dan a scumbag, pretentious, and two–faced.”

Abraham paused for a moment–then chuckled. “That’s… quite a collection.”

Stella: “You should’ve seen Dan. He was speechless.”

“You saw him?”

“Heard him! He couldn’t even form words. Totally wrecked.”

That’s her sister, alright.

A natural–born queen of verbal beatdowns. Left the man with no room to respond.

Talking about how Dan was crushed over the phone, Stella’s eyes sparkled with delight.

Abraham’s lips curled in a smile. “There aren’t many people in this world who can push her around.”

“Oh please. You’re telling me you weren’t worried earlier?”

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