The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 238 A Glimpse Into His World

“Where’s the billiards room?” Stella asked.

“Straight ahead down this hallway, miss. I can escort you, the butle

Stella shook her head. “No need. I’ll find it myself.”

said respectfully.

She turned and walked through the left–side corridor of the living room.

Outside, Rivermount’s snowstorm raged even heavier tonight.

Walking through the warm glass hallway. Stella glanced out and saw under the outdoor lights that the snow was already piling thickly.

The billiards room wasn’t far.

As she reached the door, a heavy hnd came from inside–followed by a man’s sharp cry of pain.

Stella’s heart skipped a beat.

She froze for a second, then carefully pushed the door open a crack.

Inside, she saw Abel, one foot brutally stomping on the back of a bloodied man- a Fleulean, from the look of him.

Abel’s eyes were cold, deadly. The murderous aura radiating from him was so thick it seemed he could crush the man beneath his boot at any moment

On a sofa nearby, Abraham sat languidly, legs crossed, a cigar between his fingers.

That casual posture couldn’t hide the danger simmering around him

The man groaned and begged in terror, “Mr. Abraham, please have mercy! I swear, I don’t know where our boss is! Please, please spare me!”

Before he could finish, Abel’s boot dug even harder into his back

Abel was

grind of his foot, more blood

want to die here tonight?” Abel said, voice

a pistol from his waistband – the

muzzle pressed right against the

shook like a leaf. “Mr. Abraham, I

“Bang-“”

was

Stella’s heart jolted violently.

fingers slipped against the doorframe

barely audible but inside, all the men

both turned toward

Chapter

a second when he saw her,

Stella, Abraham’s

up his eyes still cold, a trace of danger not yet

away from the bloody scene and met Abraham’s

time she had seen him like this- so

had been

of that terrifying first time flashed vividly in her

rose and fell with

Her breath hitched.

forced her gaze away from the corpse, lifting her

didn’t turn and run like

frozen for a second before

a chaotic, bloody scene – made the last traces of coldness vanish from Abraham’s

here,” he said, his

more anger, no more

run this time. He didn’t have to

hereby