The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 124 That Villa Is Not Yours

Jason thought for a moment. “Ms. Dawson might not be as simple as we think.”

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differed from Ethan’s and the rest of the Reed family.

In his opinion, the fact that Stella’s studio had pulled in over seven million last year meant she was clearly capable on her

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If Stella really had no skills, not even a hundred men backing her could have lifted her that high

When Ethan heard that, he laughed. “She’s definitely not simple–managing to charm that many men takes real talent.”

Jason went quiel

He didn’t know how to respond to that. Is it really just about charming men?

Plenty of women knew how to attract men, but very few could climb to the top on their own. He still believed there was more going on behind Stella–something beyond just the support of men.

“So did Ms. Dawson tell you who owns Verdant Villa?”

The past few days, Ethan had been showing up daily just to corner Stella about it. And yet, she hadn’t come in at all.

At this point, everyone knew Ethan was working on getting Lillian into Verdant Villa to recover.

The Reed family had already started packing Lillian’s things

When Ethan heard Jason’s question, his expression darkened again. Stella!

Seeing Ethan fall silent, Jason instantly knew he hadn’t gotten anything out of her.

was no way to pry anything out

had been fixated on one thing–why Stella had ever

judging from the way she

figured it out by the

her whole face lit up

Ethan

gave a

hide her excitement

Verdant Villa for Lillian’s recovery made her

the Keene family thought–Ethan’s intentions were what

you

she turned and left the hospital room, gently closing the door

it was just Ethan and Lillian, she tugged softly at his sleeve,

noticed how off he looked and asked

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124 That Villa Is Not

were up, her health seemed a little better

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could tell her the truth–that they might not be

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out and gently ruffled her soft

her mood had improved, Ethan could still hear how frail she sounded–weak, like

life. Why couldn’t Lillian have a

Too?

“Ethan‘ Ethan?”

out of his thoughts, turning back to Lillian with even more tenderness in his

you thinking about! I called your name a few times

was thinking abour work. What

Villa, I want

Ethan froze.