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 stomping directly on a fresh, gaping

his foot, more blood

to die here

the ease of long practice, he drew a pistol from his waistband – the click

muzzle pressed right against the man’s

shook like a leaf. “Mr. Abraham, I swear, I

“Bang-“”

begging was

Stella’s heart jolted violently.

the doorframe with a

noise was tiny – barely audible but inside, all the men immediately

and Abel both

Chapter

half a second when

it was Stella, Abraham’s

looked up his eyes still cold, a trace

as she tore her gaze away from the bloody scene and met

had seen him

had been

terrifying first time

and fell

Her breath hitched.

the corpse, lifting

didn’t turn and run

a second before

word–spoken in such a chaotic, bloody scene – made the

he said, his voice warm and

more anger,

He didn’t have to chase

hereby his