The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 554

Chapter 554 Terms of Engagement

“So it was Lilian,” Jonathan admitted. “That’s why I kicked her out of the Reed family”

“You know how weak she is she won’t survive out there. Isn’t that enough of a punishment for you?”

“Isn’t that enough to calm your anger?”

Jonathan’s voice grew increasingly desperate, like everything he’d done everything he was suffering–was all for Stella’s sake.

Stella replied coolly, “Whether I’m angry or not is none of your concern.”

“You-”

“Enjoy the chaos you’ve created. Oh, by the way…” She smiled, her voice like a blade. “I heard Rebecca brought your son to Falvaria. Found herself a man named Danny.”

Found a man?

Stella’s tone remained lazy: “Took your son… and your money.”

That–was the real killing blow.

As Jonathan’s breathing grew more ragged, Stella hung up the call.

Abraham came upstairs just in time to hear her last line: “Your son. Your money.”

He slipped his arms around her from behind, voice low: “Reed family calling?”

“Yeah. Said Lilian’s out, and Susan’s probably already sentenced.”

Judging from Jonathan’s panic, it probably wasn’t light.

“Your mouth’s sharp as ever.” Abraham chuckled.

“Not sharp enough,” Stella said with a snort.

The Reeds had always used words as weapons–this was just payback.

And really, what she’d said was nothing compared to what they had done to her.

“Why’d you come up?”

“Dress fitting. Come on.” Abraham wrapped his arm around her waist and guided her out.

“Whose birthday is it, anyway?” she asked as they walked.

It wasn’t like Abraham to personally help pick dresses unless the event was very important.

“Mr. Bogden,” he replied.

“Huh? I thought you guys didn’t even talk to each other.”

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Chapter 554 Terms of Engagement

The Bogdens were a complicated family–never quite allies, never quite enemies. In recent years, theydl had little to do with the Dawsons.

Abraham paused and looked at her.

Then, with a fond smile, he pinched her little nose. “We didn’t. Not until recently

Stella still felt a little lost, clearly unaware of just how much had changed while she was gone. Things at home had shifted.

Downstairs-

The sounds of an argument echoed through the halls again. Marie and Derrick were at it once more.

This time, Marie’s voice rang out: “I’ll go deal with the Tom family–if you pay me.”

These two really had no shortage of things to fight about. Now it was money?

Before the wedding license, they fought about getting one.

Now that it was done, they were fighting about funding.

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Derrick nearly twisted his face in disbelief. “Pay you? What for? Are you broke?”

“That’s not the point. Just pay me,” Marie shot back fiercely.

“I don’t have money. I’m broke.”

“Then I’m not going to the Tom family. Don’t even think about it.”

The Tom family was practically a viper pit. Anyone who went in would come out fuming.

Marie had no intention of getting mad–bad for her health.

Derrick, frustrated by her stubbornness, snapped, “Money, money, money. Go ask Holt for it.”

“If it comes from the Tom family, I don’t want a cent. Happy now?”

Marie’s eyes lit up. “Seriously?”

“Dead serious.”

“Then fine, I’ll go.”

Stella: “…” That worked?

Looked like the Tom family’s days were about to get rough.

Derrick scoffed. “You’re the daughter of both the Dawson and Luke families. Do you really ne you that greedy?”

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