The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 3 Like a Wet Sandbag Hitting the Pavement

The moment Stella stepped out of the company, she saw Lillian getting out of a car.

Ethan’s assistant, Jason Harrison, personally held the door open for her. Lillian handed him several shopping bags.

“Distribute these to the secretarial department.” She carried herself like a proper lady of the house.

Jason took them respectfully. “Thank you, Miss Lillian.”

Lillian gave him a soft nod, then turned—and her eyes met Stella’s.

Stella narrowed her gaze.

Lillian froze for a split second, then walked over with a warm smile. “Stella.”

Her voice was gentle, like that of an understanding older sister.

Back when the Reed family had found Stella, they told her that Lillian was older than her—by one hour.

This softness in Lillian’s voice was for Jason’s ears.

But the look in her eyes? Pure provocation.

She lowered her voice as she reached Stella. “You’re his fiancée, yet he sent me here to find him. Tell me, where does that put you?”

Stella’s expression turned cold. She let out a quiet laugh. “As long as I want, I can have any position I want in the Keene family. But you? Besides showing up at his office, can you go anywhere else in the Keene household?”

Lillian’s face stiffened, and her gaze turned venomous.

Obviously not. The Keene family elders would never allow it.

Her reaction made Stella quite satisfied.

Lillian glared at her. “Don’t get too full of yourself. As long as I’m here, you’ll never have that wedding.”

there’s more than one man in

an unattainable love? No thanks. Might as well

“What do you

ago, she had fought so hard—so what was with this nonchalant act now? Was she

“What’s not to understand? If I lose Ethan, I can find another man. But you? He’s the only one willing to marry you, and yet he still won’t give you a grand

already looked bad, but after hearing that, she was seething. The fake sweetness on her face shattered,

It looked like she had forgotten how Stella had put her in her place

wasting more time with her. She turned to

She suddenly grabbed Stella’s wrist. “Stella, I only came back for medical treatment. I

“Let go.”

moment Lillian touched her, disgust flashed across Stella’s face. She only meant to pull

Smack!

went crashing to

the pavement. Just from the noise alone, anyone could tell it was a

could

out from not far

dramatics. No wonder Lillian had gone all

pitifully sprawled-out Lillian, then glanced at the fountain near the building

smile spread across her

handful of Lillian’s hair,

a sharp

Splash!

chest slammed against the edge of the fountain, pain shooting through her ribs. A

face remained cold as she pressed down hard on the back of Lillian’s head,

to put on a

let’s make it

“Help! Ah—!”

pulled her up, Lillian

it was only for

Stella shoved her straight