The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117 Left in the Dark

After that, Abraham made one thing clear–he wasn’t going to tolerate any binge eating in the house.

Stella sat across from him at the breakfast table, all innocent. “Are you saying I eat too much now?“

Abraham didn’t miss a beat “Yes.”

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Stella went quiet. Has he seriously that concerned about how much I was eating? Then again… maybe he meant well. Maybe he was scared I’d end up like Marie–gain a little weight, freak out, and crash–land in the hospital trying to lose it all.

She picked up her spoon and took a sip of her porridge. “What time did you get back last night?”

“After two.”

“That late? Did yo

you come into my room at all?”

At that, Abraham’s expression shifted. A flicker of hesitation crossed his face before he looked straight at her, his gaze unreadable. “Why do you ask?”

“No reason,” Stella said, shaking her head. Maybe just dreamed it.

s just

She remembered the feeling–like something soft and cold wrapping around her as she slept, then the weight of someone’s arms drawing her in close. She’d tried to move, to pull away, but her body wouldn’t respond. It was like she was frozen in place. It had to be a dream right|

After breakfast. Stella headed out. Abraham stayed behind for a quick video meeting in his study.

By the time he stepped out, it was already past ten.

Abel approached. “Mr. Abraham.”

He gave a brief nod. “Yeah?”

“Mr. Keene has been trying to schedule a meeting with you–so has Mr. Louis.”

Both men were pushing for partnerships, At least Louis had met Abraham once. Ethan hadn’t even gotten that far. They’d already made it clear they weren’t interested–but Ethan wasn’t taking the hint.

Abel continued, “Ms. Lillian’s been pushing hard to get discharged. And Mr. Keene’s still trying to uncover who owns Verdant Vill. Should we drop a hint–maybe get him to back off?”

Abraham let out a quiet laugh. “He’s clearly not letting this go. All this effort over a woman confined to a hospital bed…” He leaned back, amusement flickering in his eyes. “If she dies, it might be the only time she ever leaves a mark. Don’t tell him anything let him run himself in circles chasing answers he’ll never find ”

Abel went quiet.

Abraham smirked. “If she dies before he ever figures out who owns this place that’d be the biggest joke of all

Being kept in the dark–that was what really drove people crazy.

Abel added. “He already knows Ms. Dawson lives here. He’s been pestering her nonstop, asking who the owner is–every single day”

He was literally asking the owner who owned the place–looked like a total idiot.

He remembered that nonsense Ethan spouted a few days ago–about the villa belonging to some sixty–six–year–old man. Where did he even get that information And how was someone like that still running the Keene Group!

“Just ignore him.” Abraham and his tone flat and dismissive.

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the other side had all the answers–while you had nothing.

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