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.

not to mess with the Dawson family–especially not

didn’t recognize her–probably had only ever heard the name in idle

behind her and snapped, “Are you insane or

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Glass

lifted

with the woman–her expression calm, but

Finished

a word, she raised the now–empty glass and smashed

echoed through the lounge as it connected with her cheekbone. The woman grunted in pain, clutching her face and

the woman behind her hadn’t moved. But the one who’d just taken a hit suddenly

up her

the woman doubled over in

You crazy bitch! I swear I’ll kill you! Do you even

“Go ahead. Tell me. Save me the trouble of looking

voice was

look down on her

mother and father’s names through

What the hell even

ground struggled to her feet and lunged again. She had

throbbed painfully–it

Stella again, another kick slammed into her stomach.

time, it was

to hit Stella, she didn’t hesitate–charged straight in and kicked

food in her hands?

to the cheek, the woman now took a full platter

spun, and she let out a guttural moan–not a scream,

immediately pulled

who’d been splashed with water finally snapped out