The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 550 The Art of Insults

As one “scumbag” after another flew out of Marie’s mouth, even Stella couldn’t help but glance at her a few more times.

The two were tearing into each other over the phone, the argument escalating from petty insults to Dan outright demanding Marie divorce Derrick.

Even from across the room, Stella could clearly hear Dan’s sharp, commanding tone through the speaker.

Which only infuriated Marie more.

“My divorce has nothing to do with you! Mind your own damn business.”

“What, he’s not a good guy? And you are? You pretentious scum. You memory–faking piece of trash.”

Stella’s lip twitched.

Pretentious scum–a new title added to the list.

So now both classic insults typically reserved for backstabbing women were being hurled at Dan.

Wait a second–did she just say Dan had amnesia?

Was that real?

Stella had her doubts from the beginning. The whole “amnesia” thing had always seemed like a convenient

excuse.

If a person suffered real brain trauma, they’d either die or eventually recover.

This so–called memory loss felt more like a well–packaged excuse to cover up being a jerk.

Marie continued her furious rant, only to find Stella watching her with a stunned expression.

Her gaze dropped to Stella’s still–flat belly–and suddenly, she shot to her feet and stormed upstairs, still cursing as she went.

“You two–faced liar!”

Two–faced just joined the insult roster.

he saw Stella

and gently ruffled her soft

even noticed him walk

it, still shaken by Marie’s earlier outburst. Especially that string of insults.Scumbag, pretentious scum,

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his wrist and nuzzled

the way he’d left earlier, she thought he’d be

gave a soft

he could say more, Stella hooked herself onto his arm and leaned

“Hmm?”

the marriage license

punchline

Stella hadn’t thought they’d actually go

Marie’s temper too

somehow, they had gotten

there was no way that man had

amnesia, would he be this furious

wrapping one arm around her slim waist. “So? Did

Win?

stormed upstairs, it was hard to say

a

moment–then chuckled.

should’ve seen Dan. He was

“You saw him?”

him! He couldn’t even

That’s her sister, alright.

natural–born queen of verbal beatdowns. Left the man with

how Dan was crushed over the phone, Stella’s

lips curled in a smile. “There aren’t many people in this world

please. You’re telling me you weren’t