The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 12 Smash him with a bat

Now, Patrick finally understood why Susan always ended up fuming.

Finished

Just like she had said, Stella was a debt collector, completely unyielding, impossible to reason with. No matter what he said, nothing got through to her. Since the soft approach didn’t work, he had no choice but to go hard.

“Fine, then. Your bank card stays frozen. Take your time to think it over. When you come to your senses, we’ll talk.”

Throwing down those harsh words, Patrick turned and left.

The room fell silent. Stella slammed the door shut. Just as she stepped back into the living room, her phone vibrated.

It was Jason number….

Today, she had already blocked several people Ethan, Susan, and Patrick. Now, if they wanted to reach her, they could only use someone else’s phone. Predictably, she ignored the call.

On the other end of the line, Ethan had just left the Keene family home, using Jason’s phone to call Stella. Once again, she declined. When he called back, it went straight to a busy tone, he had been blocked.

Ethan’s face darkened with rage. “Where the hell did she pick up this habit of ignoring calls?”

Jason twitched his lips.

“I think Ms. Dawson isn’t just ignoring your calls right now.” From the looks of it, she had infuriated the entire Reed family today, not just Ethan.

Ethan felt a sharp headache coming on…

“Drive to Kingston Heights.”

gone too far. Jason

An hour later.

Kingston Heights, it was already midnight. Stella was sound asleep. Ethan pressed the doorbell repeatedly, but she didn’t answer. Being turned away at this hour only made his already sour mood

“Call a locksmith.”

had run out

Jason hesitated. “.

he reached for his phone, the door

with irritation. In her hand was a baseball bat. From the look of her, she had clearly been woken up and was about to swing at whoever dared

Ethan, her fury flared up. Without hesitation, she

he caught it mid–air.

teeth clenched in

once this morning, and now she wanted to do it again? Was her temper always this extreme?All he had said was

Smash him with a

pulled it open, and frowned when

“You don’t cook?”

Finished

up in the middle of the night, checks their

matter of

skipped lunch, got dragged through

starving.

expression grew

I have food

barely cooked for herself, let alone for him. Was he expecting her to whip up a meal just because he said he was hungry?Did this man have brain

morning, we had fought like hell, and now he

jaw in frustration.