The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 570 The Glass Wasn’t Cold Enough

The woman from earlier sounded completely stunned.

Finished

Woman B said, “Well, what other explanation is there for how supportive she is? Poor Mr. Dawson… we still don’t even know if what was reported about his death three years ago is the truth.”

Woman A added, “Now that you mention it, that actually makes a lot of sense. The Dawson family had plans to marry Abraham into the family–Melissa liked him all the way back in high school. But in the end, the adopted little sister got there first just because she lived under the same roof.”

Woman B: “Well, she’s probably the real daughter. What if Abraham was the one who got adopted? You didn’t see how much Mrs. Lorette doted on that girl. She used to pick her up from school herself.”

Woman A: “Then poor Mr. Dawson really married a piece of work. Back when Mr. Dawson was still alive, I remember hearing rumors that Evelyn was having a thing with someone.”

There weren’t many people around in that part of the venue.

So the two of them spoke freely, growing bolder by the minute, even whispering nasty gossip about the entire Dawson family.

Stella narrowed her eyes and calmly slipped her phone back into her bag. Then she stood, picked up the glass of water she hadn’t touched earlier-

And walked straight toward them.

The two women were still deep in their gossip, completely unaware that Stella was approaching.

Meanwhile, Marie returned carrying food-

And saw Stella dump the entire glass of water straight onto one of the women’s heads.

She realized then… she’d been wrong. Her sweet little Stella wasn’t some fragile flower in a greenhouse.

The water was still warm. The woman yelped the second it hit her scalp. “Ahhh–who do you think you are?! What the hell are you doing?!”

Both women turned at once.

The one who got soaked recognized Stella immediately. Her lips quivered. “Y–You….”

Guilt hit her hard, and she didn’t know what to say.

to mess with the Dawson family–especially

only ever heard the

her drenched friend behind her and snapped,

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Glass

lifted her

woman–her expression calm, but icy

Finished

and smashed it against the

her cheekbone. The woman grunted in pain, clutching

moved. But the one who’d

moment she got close, Stella hiked up her dress

guard, the woman

I swear I’ll kill you! Do you even know who my dad

Tell me. Save

voice was darker

would always look down on

through the mud? That she would not

What the hell

and lunged again.

painfully–it was probably already

to Stella again, another

time, it

to hit Stella, she didn’t hesitate–charged straight in and kicked the woman away before

plate of food in her hands? She hurled

the woman now took a

a guttural moan–not

pulled Stella behind

water finally snapped out of her daze. Her pupils