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.

knew not to mess with

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

her drenched friend behind her and snapped,

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slowly lifted her

woman–her expression

Finished

now–empty glass and

with her cheekbone. The woman grunted in pain, clutching her face and collapsing to the floor. “You

hadn’t moved. But the one who’d just

close, Stella hiked up her dress

off guard, the woman doubled over

bitch! I swear I’ll kill you! Do

answered coolly, “Go ahead. Tell me. Save me the trouble of

was darker than

look down on her and

her mother and father’s names through the

the hell even

on the ground struggled to her feet and lunged again. She had never

painfully–it was

close to Stella again, another kick slammed into her stomach.

time, it

moment she saw someone trying to hit Stella, she didn’t hesitate–charged straight in and kicked the woman away before asking a

wasn’t all. The plate of food in her hands? She

the woman

moan–not a scream, but a raw cry of

pulled

who’d been splashed with water finally snapped out of her daze. Her pupils shrank when