The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 Warnings and Accusations

Patrick’s expression darkened. He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, his mind a chaotic mess.

Finished

At Pluchville Hill-

Stella thought they’d go straight to the hot springs, but since it was nearly lunchtime, Abraham took her to eat first.

They even rested for an hour afterward before she was allowed to head out.

As they were leaving-

Abraham handed her a thick robe. “Wear this on your way out of the changing room. Don’t catch a cold.”

“It’s just a few steps.”

“The walk’s short, but you still need to stay warm

“Fine.”

Stella took the robe.

Seeing how obedient she was, Abraham pinched her nose affectionately. “Good girl.”

Just as they were about to head out together, Abraham’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen–and his face immediately. darkened.

He gently ruffled Stella’s soft hair. “You go ahead. I’ll catch up.”

“Okay.”

Sensing it was something important, Stella turned and left first.

He waited until he heard her footsteps fading downstairs before answering.

“You found Stella?”

A inan’s slick, teasing voice came through the line–cocky and laced with provocation.

Abraham’s grip on the phone tightened, his entire demeanor turning cold. “What’s it to you?”

“Of course it matters. After all, Stella-”

“Derrick, if you want to stay alive, I suggest you think twice.”

Abraham’s voice sliced through like a blade.

Derrick–Sheng Chun’s older brother, and the real power behind her.

Stella had been forced to leave Fleule back then because of how deeply Derrick’s influence ran through the city. Her mother and sister Marie had both been in his hands. She was terrified he’d hurt them.

And there was the threat he posed to Abraham too. All of it had made Stella compromise.

She left, buying Abraham a brief window of safety

That window of time was something Derrick would regret for the rest of his life.

Chapter 183 Warnings and Accusations

“It’s not about nerve. I have to. I’m worried about Stella too,” Derrick said, his voice light and smug.

“You’d better start worrying about yourself. Moroc eats his own men alive.”

Teaming up with someone like that was no different than walking blind into a wolf’s den.

The other end of the line went quiet, the mocking tone replaced by a heavy, dangerous silence.

Then came Derrick’s cold demand. “Pull your men back.”

He was done playing games.

Finished

Abraham had eyes on him at all times. He hadn’t even had a moment to breathe. Even his meeting with Moroe had been discovered.

So what now? Abraham wouldn’t rest until Derrick was dead?

All the shadows and traps he’d walked into lately came flooding back, and Derrick’s voice lost its playfulness–replaced by sharp, biting warning.

Stella was bundled up warmly.

Carrying her things, she walked out of the lodge and followed the garden path toward the hot springs.

“Ms. Stella?”

A voice called out from nearby.

Stella stopped and turned toward it–Jason and Ethan were standing not far away.

Ethan’s eyes

flickered with surprise when he saw her. Then his expression turned cold.

What

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