The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 785

The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 785 Nobody Knows About Tessa

Derrick actually answered. “Hello.”

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“What the heck do you mean? Didn’t you say Tessa’s business wasn’t your concern anymore?”

By the end, Dan’s voice was a furious roar.

“It isn’t our concern,” Derrick replied flatly, dead serious–as though making it perfectly clear they really weren’t involved.

And that attitude was enough to drive Dan insane.

“Then why the heck are you still fighting us for everything?” he spat.

Exactly.

Marie and Derrick had both said Tessa was no longer their responsibility. Yet all day, they’d been attacking Ashen Pact like madmen.

Derrick had even joined forces with Victor.

And now, the impression they gave was completely different from before. At least before, they’d had an excuse.

Whether it was Marie or Victor, both had been obsessed with demanding Tessa from Ashen

Pact.

If Ashen Pact couldn’t produce her, they kept targeting every resource the group had.

Tessa had been the reason they pursued Ashen Pact so relentlessly.

And now-

They insisted she was no longer their concern, yet they kept attacking. That contradiction spoke volumes.

They weren’t even bothering to pretend anymore.

“Tessa isn’t our concern,” Derrick repeated.

“So?”

“But when it comes to Ashen Pact… we haven’t received orders to stand down.”

“Orders?”

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At that word, Dan nearly lost his mind. “Since when the heck do you take orders from anyone?” he bellowed into the phone.

“That,” Derrick said coolly, “you’ll have to ask Victor. Or Abraham. Then tell me this–am I still supposed to be looking for Tessa or not?”

“I don’t know.”

Dan wanted nothing more than to reach through the line and snap Derrick’s neck. Doesn’t know?

These past few days, no one had plundered Ashen Pact’s assets harder than Derrick. And now, when asked directly, all he gave was a useless I don’t know?

Grinding his teeth, Dan snarled, “Derrick, you bastard, I’ll never forgive you for this!”

“Suit yourself.”

With those two words, Derrick moved to hang up.

“Wait!” Dan barked.

“What now?”

“Put Marie on!” Dan’s voice nearly shook with rage.

“She doesn’t know anything either.”

Could anything be more infuriating?

Dan was now certain Derrick, Victor, and Marie had coordinated this whole tactic.

At first, they hadn’t even hit Ashen Pact that hard…

But now, their attacks were vicious–especially with all the smaller factions joining in. The chaos had only grown worse.

Derrick ended the call.

Dan hurled his phone across the room in fury.

When Conan walked in, he found Dan shrouded in rage, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers.

He set a file down in front of him. “Sir, please take a look at this.”

Dan’s eyes narrowed. “What now?”

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Conan said nothing, but the heavy air around him spoke volumes,

Dan had a sinking feeling. Still, he picked up the file.

And the moment he read it, the veins in his forehead bulged with rage.

“Find out exactly where Marie’s living.”

Conan nodded. “Yes, sir.”

He had barely spoken when Dan’s phone rang again–Lenny, the butler.

On the line, Lenny said, “Sir, Conan wants you at Black Mountain immediately.”

“Tell him I can’t fix this!” Dan snapped without a second thought.

At this point, things had spun completely out of control.

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The crisis surrounding Ashen Pact had grown so tangled, even Dan himself could barely piece together how it had all started–or how it had escalated this far.

“But sir-” Lenny began.

Dan had no patience for Dale. Their relationship had been strained for years.

It was laughable, really. For so long, Dan had barely seen his father twice a year. And now?

Now that Ashen Pact had suffered devastating blows, Dale suddenly acknowledged him as a son.

But just because he acknowledged him now, did that erase everything from the past?

Conan returned with Derrick and Marie’s whereabouts. Dan pressed his aching temples, stubbed out his cigarette, and rose to his feet.

Meanwhile, with Marie.

The pressure of the past weeks had nearly broken her; she hadn’t eaten well in ages.

Now that Tessa’s matter was finally resolved, she was determined to enjoy a proper dinner.

But just as she reached the restaurant, Victor emerged from inside.

And in his arms, he carried a bundled shape wrapped tightly in a suit jacket.

Marie froze. What is that? Wait–Victor’s arms…

Her eyes locked on the bundle in his grasp, unblinking, stunned.