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The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421 Breaking Point

Chapter 421 Breaking Point

Ethan had truly cut Lilian off.

Ever since he learned the truth about that car accident, even hearing her name filled him with revulsion.

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Lilian couldn’t remember how she made it back to the Reed family estate.

Exhausted and slumped in her wheelchair, she didn’t arrive until 3:30 a.m.

Jonathan was still awake. As she passed his room, she heard him speaking on the phone.

The door was open.

When he saw Lilian, he ended the call immediately. The look in his eyes was distant–devoid of warmth.

“Hey,” she said quietly, her voice laced with pain.

The Reed family was falling apart. Everyone in the house was on edge, drowning in the same storm of uncertainty. But none more so than Lilian.

When the family had thrived, she was the cherished daughter, pampered and adored.

But now, in its ruin, splintered and exposed, she was nothing. With no blood ties to the family and Susan no longer shielding her, all she had left was Jonathan–and even that was fading.

Jonathan’s voice was sharp. “Where did you go?”

“I went to see Ethan,” she admitted, her tone fragile.

“And what did he say?”

“He… didn’t say much.”

What he had said had left her suffocating. She didn’t even have the courage to repeat it.

Jonathan understood the message loud and clear. If Ethan–who should have been the Reed family’s closest ally–refused to help, then Lilian must have truly crossed the line with that accident.

“Get out of my sight,” Jonathan said, eyes shut, his voice laced with bitterness.

Lilian’s heart skipped. “Jonathan…”

“Out.”

That single word–out–hit her like a hammer.

It was over. She was truly finished.

Without Susan, she had no foothold left in this family.

Faced with Jonathan’s barely restrained rage, Lilian dared not push further. Silently, she wheeled herself away.

Alone now, Jonathan clenched his phone, hands trembling.

That crash… Lilian really had orchestrated it.

Stella had nearly died. He remembered visiting her every day while she lay unconscious in the hospital. He had loved her

once.

Sowhen had that changed?

When had he stopped loving his sister?

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Was it when Stella kept confronting Lilian? When she insisted on accountability for the crash?

Between them, he had chosen Lilian–the one he had grown up with.

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Far away in Falvaria.

After calling Stella, Tessa went back downstairs to try Silas again from the landline.

Still nothing.

Stella was unreachable. Silas, too–useless in the middle of the night.

Victor’s fever had already spiked to103 F. If it kept climbing, it’d be dangerous.

Tessa was completely frozen in panic.

Back in the bedroom, she leaned over him. “Wake up… Victor, wake up.”

He cracked one dazed eye open and looked at her–but only for a second before drifting off again.

Tessa’s heart sank. If this fever doesn’t break soon, something serious is going to happen.

“Aaagh-!” She could scream.

If only she’d agreed to let Stella take her to the Dawson family when she had the chance.

How scary could Evelyn be, really? She helped raise Stella. It couldn’t have been that bad.

Besides, with such a big house, she and Evelyn might never have even crossed paths.

But now… what was she supposed to do?

She tried calling emergency services to send an ambulance–but she couldn’t communicate properly in the local language.

Didn’t I study this? I swear I studied this! Why is it all useless now?

With no time to waste, Tessa rushed to bring warm water for physical cooling.

She started with his face, then moved to his neck.

But the cloth only covered so much. The fever didn’t drop fast enough–and whatever progress she made was short–lived.

The heat returned within minutes.

She had no choice but to increase the coverage.

Lifting the blanket and carefully untying his robe, she averted her gaze, refusing to look at Victor’s body.

She ran the warm towel over his chest and sides with quick, nervous motions.

“Mm…” he groaned low in his throat.

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Chapter 422 Physical Cooling and Desert Orders

Tessa instinctively turned her head–she’d accidentally touched one of Victor’s injuries.

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She glanced at it for only a second before quickly looking away and continuing the task. She wiped his upper body, then moved lower.

By the time she got to his lower half, she’d turned her head so far away she could barely see what she was doing.

Then, suddenly–her wrist was grabbed.

Tessa froze.

“What are you doing?”

Victor’s voice, hoarse from fever, broke the silence like a blade.

Tessa turned back slowly and met his bloodshot eyes.

Even now, with his body burning up, his gaze carried that same unrelenting pressure. Tessa swallowed hard.

“P–Physical cooling,” she stammered.

As her eyes drifted downward, she realized exactly where the towel in her hand was… currently placed.

She went completely blank.

True, she hadn’t yanked off his underwear like he had with her towel the other night.

There was some coverage. Technically.

But barely.

She looked at him, panicked. “You were burning up, and the fever medicine wasn’t working, so I…”

Victor’s grip on her wrist tightened.

His red, fevered eyes burned into her like a beast sizing up prey.

Tessa gulped again.

Lowering her head, she whispered, “I tried calling your people. None of them picked up.”

If she’d gotten through, none of this would’ve happened.

“You–can you let me go now?”

She was panicking.

Surely he didn’t think she was trying to take advantage of him, right? She wasn’t that kind of animal.

Eventually, Victor released her.

Overwhelmed by the fever, he soon fell asleep again.

Tessa, worried the heat might cause serious complications, continued wiping him down two more times.

By the third round, the fever finally broke.

Exhausted, she collapsed at the side of his bed and fell asleep there.

The next morning.

Victor didn’t wake until after 9 a.m.

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He stirred only when someone knocked on the door.

“Victor. It’s me.”

Lewis’s voice echoed from outside.

Victor sat up–only to see Tessa sleeping beside him, head resting against the bed.

Her hair was an absolute mess, like it had been stirred by a hurricane. She must’ve tossed and turned in her sleep.

“Victor? I’m coming in-”

Hearing no response, Lewis opened the door and walked right in.

The moment he stepped in, he was met with Victor’s very unwelcoming glare.

Even more shocking–he saw Victor pulling the blanket over a woman lying next to him.

What the hell happened last night?

His brain jammed instantly.

Crap… the boss has a woman now? That means we can’t just barge in here like we used to.

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Wait–if he’d been knocking so long, why didn’t Victor say anything? Why was he looking at him like he wanted to kill him?

Lewis swallowed. “I–I knocked! I swear I knocked hard!”

“Out.”

Victor’s voice was low and icy.

Lewis flinched and nodded rapidly. “Right. I’m out. I’m so far out I’m practically on another continent.”

He backed out and shut the door behind him with great care.

Inside, only Victor and Tessa remained.

She was still fast asleep, completely drained from caring for him the night before.

The water basin she’d used to cool him was still at the bedside. Even when Victor carefully lifted her onto the bed, she didn’t stir.

He glanced at her small, delicate face and instinctively reached out to pull the blanket higher over her.

Downstairs.

Lewis rushed up to Silas, whispering with urgency, “I’m telling you, that is Victor’s woman.”

Silas looked at him with an unreadable expression.

That look clearly said, figure it out for yourself.

Lewis insisted, “I’m being serious.”

Silas, unfazed, said, “I’ve got news for you.”

“What news?”

“Eddie’s probably getting sent to the desert.”

Lewis’s jaw dropped. “You’re kidding. That’s basically a death sentence!”

Eddie, with his germophobia?

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And Boss wanted to send him to the driest place on Earth?

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The Mambia Desert was infamous for its harsh drought–there could be ten years without rain and no one would even blink.

Sending Eddie there would kill him with discomfort alone.

Silas added, “I have a feeling Victor’s going to send you along too.”

Chapter 423 Gossip Has Consequences

Chapter 423 Gossip Has Consequences

What do you mean we’re being sent there? There’s no mission for us in that place!

Lewis couldn’t wrap his head around it.

And more importantly, he didn’t want to.

That place could kill people.

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Never mind the lack of showers–sure, he wasn’t as clean–obsessed as Eddie, but that didn’t mean he was ready to live like a caveman. The food alone would be a nightmare.

Silas said plainly, “Because your mouth is just as annoying as Eddie’s.”

Was that… supposed to be human language?

“Hey now, that’s a bit harsh. What’d I ever do to you?”

Silas replied, “Nothing to me–but you offended Victor.”

“What? When did I do that? This sounds serious, and I don’t remember a thing!” Lewis looked genuinely confused.

Silas stared at him like he was beyond help.

Lewis blinked. “Wait–you mean those little comments? Come on, that can’t be it.”

“He nearly drowned Eddie over those ‘little comments. You think he won’t come for you?”

Silas couldn’t forget the sight of Eddie swimming frantically for his life–ten kilometers out to sea–because of a prank. He barely made it.

These men held grudges like dragons hoarded treasure.

By the time Victor came downstairs, Lewis was shooting Silas resentful glances. Silas, clearly done, had turned his face away and was pretending not to notice.

Victor descended the stairs in a deep navy robe.

Long legs, open collar, and a glimpse of his chest–accentuated by the dark wolf tattoo stretching across his skin. The dim morning light made it seem alive.

Silas couldn’t help but think: That buildhow does someone like Tessa even survive beside a man like that?

Victor sat on the couch, voice cold. “Everything handled?”

Silas nodded. “Yes. All taken care of. We left one alive for you.”

Standard protocol.

Victor nodded.

Then his eyes shifted toward Lewis.

That look alone sent a chill down Lewis’s spine. He shuddered–and without thinking, dropped to the floor.

“Victor! I’m sorry! I really am! Please don’t send me to Mambia Desert. I swear I’ll change!”

Victor’s expression darkened.

Lewis babbled faster. “I swear! I swear on my life–I’ll never gossip about you again!”

Wait–what?

The entire room fell into a stunned silence.

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Did he really just say that?

Victor’s face twitched.

Ahahe said, amused now. “So you’ve been gossiping about me?”

He emphasized gossip with a dangerous edge.

Lewis blinked, confused at first–then nodded, flustered. He didn’t know how else to respond.

And just like that, the atmosphere froze.

Sitasslowly turned his head away, as if trying to pretend he wasn’t associated with any of this..

This idiot…he thought. Please, please don’t drag me into this.

Hiddalways tried to shut Lewis up when he started talking nonsense.

Tins wasntude discussion–it was one–way rumor–spreading, entirely on Lewis’s end.

Unfortunately, lewis didn’t notice Silas frantically giving him warning glances.

He turnedio Wittorand, in a moment of sheer panic, nodded again. “Yes.”

Victormaisellamayyebrow. And what exactly were you gossiping about? Tell me.”

His voice wass calim.even laced with a smile–but everyone could hear the storm brewing behind it.

Lewis panickeril

Victor was kinditohissiterairdle, sure–but when it came to discipline, he was merciless.

Under pressure, Lewisbroke completely and spilled everything in one breathless rant…

When he finished, he luteallike auman awaiting execution. “Victor, I didn’t mean anything by it, I was just… curious.”

Curious.

Silas mentally facepalined. Thuttssitt Fiessweud.

He was just grateful Lewis hadn’t dragged him into it—if he had. Silas would’ve turned on him then and there.

But even from a safe distance, licating that word–curious–was enough to make him wince.

So this is what people meant by disasierantes from the mouth.”

Victor chuckled lowly. “Curious?”

That word, from his lips, sounded actions andtimes more dangerous than it should.

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Lewis nearly nodded on instinct–but something in Victor’s tone stopped him cold. He shook his head frantically. “Nope, I’m not curious. Not even a little. Absolutely not.”

Oh god, had he said something wrong again?

Why did Victor’s voice sound even more dangerous than before?

Forget it. He was swearing off talking altogether. This mouth of his was going to get him killed.

“I swear I wasn’t curious about you, Victor. I was curious if I was any good.”

He needed to leave. Immediately.

“I just remembered–I didn’t get all the answers from that guy last night. I should go question him again.”

And without waiting for a reply, Silas bolted.

He vowed: from now on, if Lewis was in the same room as the boss, he was staying far away. This was a high–risk zone. One

wrong

word and boom–collateral damage.

Victor turned his eyes on Lewis.

Lewis blinked. “Want me to help Silas? I could go interrogate too?”

He was desperate to escape.

The air pressure alone was enough to make his heart flutter like a dying bird.

Victor calmly lit a cigarette. “What’s your relationship with Eddie?”

“Uh… no relationship at all?” Lewis blinked. “We’re not close.”

What kind of question was this? He and Eddie had practically nothing in common.

Victor said coolly, “I think you two should become brothers.”

“…We’re not brothers.”

“You could be.”

Lewis’s brain short–circuited.

Could be?What did that even mean?

Brothers either were or weren’t–what was this middleground ambiguity?

Victor explained, “Eddie’s going to the Mambia Desert in a few days. You’ll go with him. Keep him company. You two will get along great.”

And just like that, Lewis’s world collapsed.

He’d just been complaining to Silas about how brutal that desert was–and now? Now Victor was sending him?

Silas had predicted this. And he hadn’t said a word!

“B–Brothers, sure–but I don’t want to go to Mambia Desert,” Lewis blurted, without thinking.

He didn’t even register the double meaning in his words.

He thought Victor was just suggesting a bond–not a punishment.

Victor’s stare sharpened.

Silence fell.

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Lewis chuckled nervously. “Victor?”

Victor exhaled a plume of smoke. “Why did I even keep you around again?”

Why had he let this idiot stay by his side?

Lewis blinked. “Uh… firing squad?”

Victor nodded. “Right. That’s it.”

Yeah–there had to have been some redeeming quality. Otherwise, there was no way he’d have tolerated such a fool.

Upstairs, Tessa stirred and rolled over–right off the bed.

Thud! She hit the floor hard, the impact rattling her brain.

She was always a wild sleeper.

At home, the house staff had a daily task: clean and reconstruct her bed.

Because no matter how pristine it was when she lay down, by morning the sheets would be in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Bleary–eyed, she looked around.

A strange room?

Where…?

Oh. Right. She remembered now.

“Eh?”

Where was the patient?

He had a raging fever last night–where’d he disappear to?

She panicked.

Grabbing her phone, she checked the time. Past 9 a.m. already.

“Ahh, so late?”

Victor had mentioned porridge last night… and she was supposed to cook. But at this hour, did breakfast even count anymore?

Still yawning, Tessa padded downstairs.

Victor was in the living room, smoking.

He glanced over at her just as she tried to tame her already disastrous hair–only to make it look even more like a bird’s nest.

“You’re up?”

She looked toward him at the sound of his voice.

But the moment her eyes landed on Victor, memories of the night before flooded back.

Her gaze… instinctively drifted downward.

Stella’s words echoed in her head–and maybe they were right.

She’d wiped down his body for ages last night, and not one hint of a reaction.

Victor noticed her stare.

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His expression darkened.

What are you looking at?”

The question snapped her back to reality.

She jolted upright, frantically shaking her head. “Nothing! Not looking at anything!”

Her lips said no, but her mind…

What a waste. That body. That face. And yetnothing works.

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Victor said nothing.

Tessa cleared her throat awkwardly. “Um… just so you know, you shouldn’t be smoking right now.”

She offered the reminder quietly. Victor raised a brow.

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No one had ever told him that before. Not during injury recovery, not ever. Did she really not know who she was talking to?

Tessa’s stomach growled.

With no cook around, even if Victor didn’t want to eat, she’d still have to make something for herself.

But judging from last night’s conversation–and the glimpse she’d caught of the kitchen–everything he liked seemed really complicated to prepare.

“So, um, should I make you something to eat?”

Victor: “Hmm?“/

Tessa hesitated. “Well, at this hour, whatever I make probably won’t be ready until noon. So maybe… maybe we skip soup?”

Soup took too long. And right now, she just wanted something fast and easy.

Victor raised a brow. “So what are you making?”

“Pasta. Okay?”

It was quick. And she’d made it for Stella before–Stella had even said it was good.

Victor wasn’t particularly fond of pasta, but he didn’t argue.

“Come here.”

Tessa stiffened. “W–Why?”

She really didn’t want to get any closer to this terrifying man.

Victor said nothing. Just stared at her quietly.

Tessa: “…”

Fine. When under someone’s roof, you listen.

She finally shuffled over.

Standing in front of him, she looked small–more like a little girl than anything else.

Victor reached out and touched her cheek.

His sudden movement made Tessa jerk back. “W–What are you doing?!”

Was he trying to be flirty? That wasn’t their kind of relationship!

Victor said calmly, “There’s blood on your

Tessa: “Huh?”

Blood?

face.”

Victor added, “Probably from that nosebleed you got… looking at me last night.”

Her breath caught.

Oh god. She still hadn’t cleaned that off?

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She rubbed her cheek quickly–and sure enough, little crusty flakes came off.

It was dry blood.

Tessa wanted to dig a hole in the floor and crawl in.

Victor, amused by her flustered panic, said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, “Go wash your face first.”

“O–Okay.”

She spun around and ran off like a rabbit fleeing a wolf.

Victor watched her scamper off, lips tugging upward in quiet amusement.

Having this little thing around might not be such a bad idea.

For a moment, he completely forgot the chaos of how she ended up here.

J…

After washing up, Tessa went straight to the kitchen.

She pulled noodles and a few basic ingredients from the fridge and got to work like a spinning top.

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Victor, seated in the living room, had a direct view of the kitchen. He watched her little figure bustling about, flipping between pots and cupboards.

And somewhere in his chest, a strange feeling stirred.

He couldn’t quite name it—it was foreign, unfamiliar… but not unpleasant.

Meanwhile, in Rivermount-

Abraham stirred awake.

Stella was still in his arms, quiet and sweet.

She hadn’t moved much at all through the night–just lay peacefully nestled against him.

Stella finally wokeabout thirty minutes after he’d left.

What she did see, however, was the butler on the phone, his voice firm and curt.

The Reed family?

Tessa really was a little gossip wizard. Everything she’d predicted was coming true–down to the exact people who’d show up.

Well, Tessa really had nailed it. She could practically open a booth and start telling fortunes. She even got the order of Reed family visitors right.

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He closed his eyes. Stella’s coldness now… it was ten times worse than how the Reed family treated her in the past.

He didn’t know why he asked. Maybe he was hoping for something–anything. Even if she cursed him out, it would mean she still had something left to say.

Stella hadn’t left him anything.

A butler.

She’s our bloodJonathan thought.

How did it get this far?

So… that didn’t work either?

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She cared for everyone–except the very people tied to her by blood. The Reed family held no space in her heart, and never would again.

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Fine, fine.

Marie laughed. “So what do I call you now? Sis? Or sisterinlaw?”

Wait, wasn’t Marie supposed to be flying to Frapucu? Why’s she asking when I’m heading back to Falvaria?

That jerk. How dare he go

back?

“Huh?

“Your tow truck dragged my car right off the road with yours. It’s stuck too!”

Rianne’s voice was flat. “The whole thing’s gone under.”

Six feet?

Her driving skills weren’t average–not after the kind of training Marie had put her through. Everyone thought the training was just physical. It wasn’t. That one month had been all about survival skills.

She glanced out the window at the snow–covered road. I guess I really do have to go myself.

“I’m not underestimating you. I’m worried about you. The roads are dangerous.”

“Just wait for me.” Stella hung up.

Rianne was probably freezing her ass off by the side of the road. No way she could just leave her there.

She turned to the butler. “Get a car ready.”

“Ms. Stella, are you planning to drive? Absolutely not,” he said immediately.

That caught Stella off guard.

“Mr. Abraham won’t allow it,” the butler added. “I’ll send someone to get Dr. Rianne instead.”

“You really think anyone else can handle this road right now?”

“You’re underestimating Mr. Abraham. He’s got some real experts around him. What just happened was an exception.”

Maybe so. But still, she was worried.

What if the butler sent another so–called expert who ended up in the ditch too?

He seemed to catch her hesitation and quickly added, “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure she gets here safely. You don’t need to go.”

He didn’t wait for her reply–just turned and left to make arrangements.

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With Abraham gone, there was no way he was letting Stella get behind the wheel in this weather. If anything happened to her, he wouldn’t survive the wrath that followed.

Not long after he left, Stella’s phone rang. It was Abraham.

“Abraham.”

“The weather’s bad today. Don’t go out.”

That butler’s mouth works fast.

It hadn’t even been five minutes.

Stella muttered, “It’s not a big deal. I can handle these roads.”

“I said no.”

“Fine.”

Why’s he being so strict? I made it just fine the past three years without him.

“Be good. I’ll bring you something tasty later.”

His voice softened, like he was coaxing a child.

“You brought me food last night and I didn’t even get to eat it.”

“Yeah?”

“You’re bringing more?” she asked playfully.

Last night, he’d come home smelling like alcohol. She was so busy fussing over him she completely forgot about the chestnut cake.

Abraham said calmly, “Today’s something different.”

“Alright then.”

They chatted a bit longer before ending the call.

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Abraham still treated Stella the same way he did when she was little–every time he went out, he brought back something for her to cat. He still saw her as that snack–loving little girl.

The butler had sent a driver to pick up Rianne.

Stella called her. “Rianne, the driver’s on his way.”

“What? You’re not coming?”

“Abraham won’t let me leave the house.

She was a great driver–she didn’t get what he was so worried about.

Rianne sighed. “Well, yeah. It’s freezing out here. If I were him, I wouldn’t let you out either. Just wait for me.”

“Mm, okay.”

It really was cold out there.

Stella glanced at the thick blanket of snow outside. She was about to ask Rianne why she’d come all the way over, but Rianne had already hung up.

Outside the gate-

The driver returned to Jonathan’s car. “Security doesn’t even dare report to Ms. Stella that we’re here anymore.”

Jonathan frowned and shot the driver a sharp look.

“She’s not picking up?” he asked, referring to Stella.

None of their calls were getting through to her. The only person who’d answered at Seaflats Cove was the butler.

The driver shook his head. “The butler’s the only one answering the phone.”

He hadn’t heard Stella’s voice once.

Jonathan’s breathing grew heavier. He closed his eyes for a moment, jaw clenched.

They couldn’t get to Stella. And now everything going wrong with the Reed family–everyone was counting on her to say just

one word.

That was all it would take to make everything go away.

Who would’ve thought?

The person they’d all looked down on–the one they dismissed so casually–turned out to be the one with all the power.

But of course. She was the princess of the Luke family.

The Luke family… A name that could still send shivers down anyone’s spine. Back then, they all thought Stella had nothing.

That’s why they all sided with Lilian so easily.

And now…

Jonathan couldn’t help but feel a bitter sense of irony over everything they’d done.

The driver hesitated. “Should we just go back?”

There was clearly no hope of seeing Stella today.

Jonathan’s breath caught. “And what? That’ll solve everything?”

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Obviously not.

“But staying here won’t get you an audience with Ms. Stella either.”

She had completely cut them off. Ever since that disownment agreement, they’d barely seen her at all.

Jonathan shut his eyes again.

Just then, another car pulled up beside theirs. The passenger–side window rolled down to reveal Louis’s face.

“Well, well. It really is Jonathan. What, you have to make an appointment now to see your dear sister?”

He bit into the words dear sister and appointment with a thick dose of sarcasm.

Because they’d all accused Stella of playing favorites—but in truth, they’d been the ones to do it first.

Jonathan glared at Louis, his hands clenching into fists.

It was bad enough that Abraham had come after the Reed family with relentless pressure. Now Louis had joined the attack

too.

This was a full–on siege.

“You don’t need an appointment?”

He said it like no one needed one to see Stella.

Louis smiled. “Of course I do. Kindly let her know I’m here, thank you.”

He looked over at the security staff and said it politely.

Then he turned back to Jonathan. “It makes sense for me to wait for an appointment. But you? You’re her brother. That’s just pathetic.”

“What are you doing here?” Jonathan snapped.

The mocking tone had finally pushed him over the edge. He used to be polite around Louis, especially for Sharon’s sake.

But now things had soured between him and Sharon.

And after what Louis had done to the Reed family, Jonathan couldn’t stand the sight of him.

Louis gave a low chuckle. “What I’m doing has nothing to do with you. What, you don’t want to see me? Or are you afraid to?” Afraid?

Back when he’d heard Louis was targeting the Liang Group, he’d been furious–he’d wanted to go straight to the Pei family to confront him.

But now… with the Reed family in shambles, afraid was probably accurate.

Jonathan didn’t respond.

Louis snorted. “What happened with Sharon isn’t over.”

Play with my sister? Jonathan must’ve had a death wish.

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Jonathan’s fists clenched tighter.

He looked at Louis and said, “The Reed family has lost everything. What more do

That phrase–lost everything–caught Louis off guard for a second.

Then he looked Jonathan up and down. “Everything?”

“What do you think we have left?”

Nothing. Because of Stella, they had nothing left.

Louis smirked. “Well, that’s a damn shame.”

you

want?”

“I haven’t even started with you, and that big, bad Reed family’s already collapsed. Didn’t think you’d fold that easily.”

The

The sarcasm hit like a slap. Jonathan felt his breath catch in his chest.

With Abraham alone coming at them full force, who needed anyone else?

Louis started his car, glanced at Jonathan again. “So they’re really not letting you in?”

This guy was infuriating.

Even back when things were good with Sharon, Jonathan never liked Louis. He had this smug, cocky attitude mixed with a cold edge.

Anyone who truly knew Louis understood–he only looked easygoing. Underneath? Deep as hell. No one could read him.

It made sense though…

If he really were just some spoiled rich kid, the Pei family wouldn’t be thriving in his hands.

Seeing Jonathan dead silent and humiliated, Louis chuckled. “Stella’s got no manners, huh? You are her big brother, after all.”

But this whole scene? It was damn satisfying.

They’d all treated Stella like garbage. And now? They were getting exactly what they deserved.

A security guard walked over and said to Louis, “Sir, Madam says you can come in.”

The moment those words left his mouth, Jonathan’s face darkened even more.

Louis gave him a mocking look. “Guess I’m going in. You enjoy the cold out here.”

His car engine revved, and he drove straight through the gates into Seaflats Cove.

Even just watching the tail end of Louis’s car vanish into the estate made Jonathan feel like the man was showing off on

purpose.

The anger had him grinding his teeth.

The driver glanced at him cautiously. “Should we keep waiting?”

Given the way things were going, it was clear–if Stella didn’t open the door herself, they weren’t getting through it.

Jonathan had felt some guilt toward her after learning the full truth.

But after getting rejected over and over again, that guilt was long gone.

Let’s be honest–he hadn’t come here today to apologize.

He came for Susan.

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Chapter 430 You Reap What You Sow

Before arriving, he’d stopped by the detention center, hoping to see his mother.

But they told him it wasn’t possible.

Unless Stella gave the go–ahead, he wouldn’t even be allowed to visit.

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Inside the warm, luxurious castle-

Stella sat on the sofa as a maid gently draped a blanket over her shoulders.

“Thank you,” she said softly.

“No need to thank me, Ms. Stella.”

The staff always felt a warm fondness serving Stella–she was easy to take care of, kind, and gentle.

Of course… that was because they hadn’t seen her temper yet.

Otherwise, they’d know exactly how Ethan ended up with half those injuries—she’d caused most of them herself.

Her phone rang. It was Abraham.

Stella answered, “Are you on your way back?”

“Yeah, I’m heading home now. Has Rianne come by to check on you?”

Stella was surprised. “You’re the one who asked her to come?”

No wonder. She’d been wondering why Rianne had randomly shown up at Seaflats Cove.

Her heart warmed again.

Abraham gave a soft grunt of confirmation.

“I’m not even feeling sick. Why’d you ask her to come over?”

“You haven’t had much of an appetite lately.”

Just because her appetite was a little off, he’d sent someone to check on her?

Stella replied, “Her car fell into a ditch. They’ve already called for a tow truck.”

“Anyway, I’m not talking about this anymore. Just come back soon.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up, Stella’s heart was still fluttering.

Then Rianne called.

“Stella, what exactly is wrong? Tell me your symptoms–I’ll have someone send over some medicine.”

“What about you?” Stella asked. “Did they get your car out?”

“I’ve got something urgent to handle, so I’m not coming over.”

From the tone of her voice, Stella could tell–Rianne was in a rush.

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