Chapter 183 Warnings and Accusations

Patrick’s expression darkened. He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, his mind a chaotic mess.

Finished

At Pluchville Hill-

Stella thought they’d go straight to the hot springs, but since it was nearly lunchtime, Abraham took her to eat first.

They even rested for an hour afterward before she was allowed to head out.

As they were leaving-

Abraham handed her a thick robe. “Wear this on your way out of the changing room. Don’t catch a cold.”

“It’s just a few steps.”

“The walk’s short, but you still need to stay warm

“Fine.”

Stella took the robe.

Seeing how obedient she was, Abraham pinched her nose affectionately. “Good girl.”

Just as they were about to head out together, Abraham’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen–and his face immediately. darkened.

He gently ruffled Stella’s soft hair. “You go ahead. I’ll catch up.”

“Okay.”

Sensing it was something important, Stella turned and left first.

he heard her footsteps fading downstairs

“You found Stella?”

teasing voice came through the line–cocky and laced with

his entire

matters. After all,

want to stay alive, I suggest

through like a

Chun’s older brother, and the real power

to leave Fleule back then because of how deeply Derrick’s influence ran through the city. Her mother and sister Marie had both been in his

Abraham

left, buying Abraham a brief

time was something Derrick would regret

183 Warnings

have to. I’m worried about Stella too,” Derrick said, his voice light and

worrying about yourself. Moroc eats

that was no different than walking blind into

of the line went quiet, the mocking tone replaced by a heavy,

demand.

done playing

Finished

times. He hadn’t even had

now? Abraham wouldn’t rest until Derrick was

and traps he’d walked into lately came flooding back, and Derrick’s voice lost

bundled up

lodge and followed the garden path

“Ms. Stella?”

called out from

it–Jason and Ethan were standing not

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