Chapter 666

"Alright."

The housekeeper hurried to the kitchen to fetch Stella's breakfast she'd assumed Stella wouldn't be coming down and had just set it aside to keep warm.

Ronald stood up, took the plate from the housekeeper, and headed straight upstairs without a word.

Lottie let out a dramatic sigh. "Oh, for heaven's sake."

She was about to lose her mind.

The butler stepped forward. "Don't worry, ma'am. The young master knows what he's doing."

If he hadn't said that, Lottie might have felt better, but the phrase "knows what he's doing" just made her head pound.

Did he really know what he was doing this time?

Upstairs, in the bedroom-

Stella was out cold, sleeping like a log. Ronald hadn't dared to wake her last night either; ever since she got pregnant, she'd been sleeping even more than usual.

"Sweetheart, wake up and get something to eat," Ronald coaxed softly.

Stella rolled over, mumbling, "Don't wanna."

She was so tired it felt impossible to open her eyes.

Ronald gently pulled back the comforter and scooped her up, his voice full of affection. "C'mon, be good. You're eating for two now, remember?"

said the baby got its nourishment from the mother, and Ronald had been extra careful with

Stella buried her face against his chest, whining,

fond. "Yeah, I'm a jerk. So be good to me,

back from the party last night. He was worried she'd get hungry,

started buzzing on

picked it up. "Your

cared about privacy with her phone -if

say anything, a desperate

waiting for you

Estates. Please, just

see you-just

sounding

expression instantly chilled, his

was one of the most

a place there, He was still hanging

hearing Stella's

said her nickname made Ronald's

do you want with her?"

A pause. "...Mr. Quinn?"

"I

Quarry family would have at

little backbone," Ronale

said,

dripping with

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