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.”

do realize there’s more than one man in this world, right? It’s not like I have to

an unattainable love? No thanks. Might as

expression stiffened. “What do you

love Ethan? Two years ago, she had fought so hard—so what was with this nonchalant act now?

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

after hearing that, she was seething. The fake sweetness on her face shattered, and Stella couldn’t be

It looked like she had

wasting more

Lillian had to pull her usual tricks. She suddenly grabbed Stella’s wrist. “Stella, I only came back

“Let go.”

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

Smack!

went crashing to the

awful, like a wet sandbag hitting the pavement. Just from the

could

out from not far

that explained the sudden dramatics. No wonder Lillian had gone all out

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

slow smile spread across her

a handful of Lillian’s hair, and

a sharp

Splash!

slammed against the edge of the fountain, pain shooting through her ribs. A suffocating pressure filled her lungs as the air

she pressed down hard on the back of Lillian’s head, not

put

let’s make it

“Help! Ah—!”

second Stella pulled her up, Lillian shrieked

it was only for

Stella shoved her straight back into