The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 625 Don’t Tell Marie Anything

Abraham set his coffee cup down with a faint smile and said nothing.

Derrick huffed. “Hmph. You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”

Truth was, the moment Marie showed up ready to settle the score, Abraham had probably figured everything out. But why hadn’t he said anything?

Abraham laced his fingers together. “Some people need to take responsibility for their own actions.”

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If Marie had the ability to take matters into her own hands, then as her brother, there was no need for him to step in.

Whether her reasons sounded reasonable–or whether they made any sense at all-

Some people just weren’t worth reasoning with.

In Abraham’s view, Marie’s approach was perfect.

Derrick was stunned.

Abraham’s words made his heart skip a beat.

Abraham gave him another sidelong look. “Seriously though, why did you run? Were you afraid Marie would slice you up?”

“I didn’t run!” Derrick snapped.

The constant questioning, asking why he ran and what he was thinking, was pushing him to the edge.

Sebastian had embarrassed him beyond repair this time.

Abraham raised a brow.

Derrick couldn’t stand the look in his eyes. “It was Sebastian. He’s the one who dragged me out of there.”

talked, the angrier

when he’d woken up that morning and seen

woman he’d never even considered–not even in his wildest

Marie had never even registered as a woman to him.

by that? Someone who’d been like a bro to him his whole life had suddenly become

say a word, which only made Derrick

Drax were there too,” Derrick

was starting

have pulled this off

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the three of

what?”

Pearis

the hotel’s security footage and check–in records–was that their

from the night before had been

and pull a

been from the Tom family, but

Derrick said nothing.

out,” Abraham went on, “they’re all as

dead? That was hard to say. Derrick was

casually,

face darkened

admit anything to

but chuckle

with the way Derrick looked–like

face was black as coal. “What do you take

Abraham’s

continuing the conversation; if he stuck around, he

better at the hospital–he was already half delirious

told him, “Ms. Dawson was a little too emotional yesterday… Ms. Ella’s leg got injured. Sir, you were far too

the way Ella looked when she left the room–so

couldn’t help but bring it