The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 365 Everything Went Wrong

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Tessa tucked herself under the blanket, like hiding could somehow make it all go away.

Victor sat across from her. A cigar rested between his fingers as he watched her, eyes sharp and unreadable.

He didn’t say a word, but the silence pressed down like a weight.

Tessa instinctively swallowed. “Uh, c–could you not look at me like that? You’re scaring me…”

Her voice cracked on the word scaring.

She might’ve been bold and fearless back in Rivermount, but in this unfamiliar place, she felt helpless. His eyes are terrifying.

Like a wolf hiding in the dark–one look from him felt like it could rip her apart.

Victor said, “What exactly is my problem?”

Tessa blinked, stunned. Inside, she was falling apart. What the hell?

She barely got a word out when Victor cut her off. “Think carefully before you answer, or else…”

He paused, but he didn’t need to finish. The warning was loud and clear.

Say the wrong thing now, and she was toast.

Oh, come on… Is this really karma? All I did was gossip a little–did it have to blow up this badly? I was just talking behind his back! Did he seriously have to catch me red–handed?

Tessa dropped her head. “I’m sorry.” When things go sideways, apologize first.

a

it,” she mumbled, her voice shrinking

now. If this man

stand a chance.

all Stella’s fault. She almost got me in serious trouble. Swear to God, if I make it out of this, I’m never gossiping about Victor again. Not one word. I’m

arched a brow and flicked the ash from his cigar into the tray.

His gaze was deep, dark, and impossible to read.

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mean you–I was talking

her life meant giving

a brow. “Oh? So

clearly wasn’t going away

him a straight answer, he wasn’t

timing be any worse? Of all the things to say out loud, why did

by Victor’s questions, Tessa’s mind

bad at everything. I mess up whatever I do.

enough–surely he’d

to the blanket, panic written all over

chuckled. “A

a word. Why is he such a jerk? Whatever. She wasn’t about

nodded, clearly not

backfired this

Ten minutes later.

sat at the dining table, staring at the spread of food in front of her–most of which she’d never even

looked