The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 8 Cutting Her Off Financially? Sorry, She’s the Boss!

Ethan stormed into his car, his face dark with anger.

From the driver’s seat, Jason glanced at him in the rearview mirror. “So? Did Ms. Dawson finally calm down?”

To everyone else, Stella was just throwing a tantrum, trying to force Ethan to send Lillian away again.

Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Like hell she did.”

Jason stayed silent. Fair enough.

Lillian had suddenly returned, and no one had even given Stella a heads-up.

“So she’s serious about canceling the wedding?”

Ethan didn’t answer. Is she really serious?

Thinking back on the past two years, he let out a cold chuckle. “What do you think?”

Serious? Could she really walk away that easily?

Jason thought about it. Probably not.

The Reed family despised Stella. If she didn’t marry Ethan, she had no other way out.

Not to mention, she had spent the past two years invested in Ethan.

Jason felt even more convinced—she was just throwing a fit. Sure, she was taking it too far, but it was nothing more than that…

…

Back at Kingston Heights, Stella stared at the pile of shopping bags in front of her and sighed. Thinking about the card she had mistakenly used earlier, she could feel a storm brewing.

She didn’t want to think about it anymore.

It had been a long day—trying on wedding dresses, shopping with Tessa—her legs were exhausted.

Deciding to treat herself, she ran a hot bath.

Just as she stepped out of the bathroom, feeling refreshed, the doorbell rang urgently.

“Who is it?”

the door, just asked

came through. “It’s me. Open the

opened the door to find Susan standing there, dressed in an elegant long gown, a pearl necklace resting on her

makeup was flawless, but her

taking a seat on the couch with

the door behind her, towel-drying her hair

acting only made her

do with this! She just got back, and you’re already hitting her? And then you go and cancel the wedding in the most public way possible—do you want the whole city to think the daughter I

more she spoke, the more heated she got, firing off accusations

the towel aside and met Susan’s gaze,

temper flared even

to drag the entire Reed family into a scandal before you’re satisfied? Ugh, I never should’ve brought

this was because she had found

home a lost daughter—it

agree. You shouldn’t have found me. If you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been in that car accident

Susan’s face stiffened.

lives;

clenched her fists.

do with each other. Oh, and you do

time with the Reed family, Stella felt

sharp words only made Susan angrier. “You—! You’re going to be the death of

this point, there was nothing

over. The moment you stop targeting Lillian, I’ll

to punish

stormed out, convinced that Stella would eventually

to see how

…

to the kitchen,

intention of

phone rang. She

huge

“How big?” Stella asked.

“Triple the usual rate.”

found

bite, she stood up. “I’ll be

and rushed out the

hour later, she arrived at

greeted her with barely contained excitement. “Ms. Dawson, we landed

handed over