The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 170 The Best Kind of Misunderstanding

Abel scratched his head. “Ms. Stella’s really hungry.”

Hunger makes it impossible to sleep. He knew the feeling well–it sucked.

Stella shot Abel a grateful look. It wasn’t often he spoke up for her.

Abraham didn’t miss that look, of course.

He pulled her into his lap. “Then let’s make something clear–you’re not allowed to go on any crazy diets.”

He still remembered that time Marie had gone on one. The doctor said she’d become seriously deficient in a bunch of essential nutrients. It had left Abraham with a lasting sense of dread.

The thought of Stella ever doing the same thing made his stomach turn.

“I won 1

“Ms. Stella’s not the type to gain weight easily anyway,” Abel said.

That much was true, Stella always had a soft, baby–faced look to her, but she’d never gained or lost much weight. She was just. Stella.

Abraham pinched her cheek. “I’ll have the kitchen make you something”

“Okay.”

Relieved, Stella skipped off to the kitchen to order a steak. She was honestly starving.

She noticed the kitchen staff had changed, but didn’t think much of it.

When she came back out, she overheard Abraham and Abel talking about Judson again.

cold laugh. “Judson’s really

him? What the hell was that supposed

“Even I

Ethan wouldn’t be allowed to see Lillian anymore, Abel realized

situation.

from his

“What should we do on

“They don’t need

Abel nodded “Understood.”

Of course not.

in which aliam would entertain someone like Lillian–sick or not, she wasn’t even close to

from seeing her? That

go with that, the Keene family’s definitely going to think there’s

The Best Kind of

right now. If they cut him off

“Got ut. I’ll follow

Finished

set down

Abrahamu looked

just stand

Stella stepped out slowly.

playing match–breaker

Ethan he couldn’t see Lillian anymore–might as

his lap. “That’s not breaking

to yourself? That’s not what

family treats Lillian like she’s contagious. I’m just helping

when you put it

them