The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 715 Black Mountain Standoff

“Send John to Ashen Pact,” Madam Evelyn ordered. “Dale has things we can use.”

The butler hesitated. “…” At a time like this?

But the more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

Ashen Pact was in chaos.

Madam Evelyn had never seriously considered fighting Ashen Pact for anything before–but now, it was different.

Ever since learning that Dan was Dale’s son, the heir of Ashen Pact, a thorn had been lodged deep in her chest.

Her daughter had been toyed with, nearly driven into a mental breakdown.

As a mother, how could she swallow that humiliation?

At Black Mountain, Marie and Derrick finally came face to face with Dale. Artemis was there as well.

The atmosphere in the hall was heavy, oppressive.

Marie said coldly, “That’s the situation. Hand Tessa over to us, and everything can be settled. Otherwise…”

The word “otherwise” rang sharp as a blade. She didn’t finish the sentence, but the threat was clear enough.

Beside her sat Derrick, absently toying with a small silver knife, twirling it with practiced ease.

but in this dangerous setting, that smile looked more like

fierce stance, he didn’t dare

whose daughter she was. Behind her stood the entire Dawson

at Dale, then turned

take Tessa. You’ve come to the wrong

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“Don’t talk to me. My head’s not sharp enough to figure out which of your

Artemis’s face fell instantly.

For

side, everyone in Noctarth had treated her with deference. She had forgotten what it felt like

“Ms. Dawson-”

said don’t talk!” Marie

breath hitch, anger

my Black Mountain? Such

managed just fine with this temper all

her over. I’ve got people to

to waste another second. The longer Tessa stayed missing, the worse things

that, she turned the screws harder on

grim. “What proof do you have that we

of Ashen Pact. You expect me to believe you couldn’t snatch

already pressed for time. Who

softly, “Ms.

your mouth. I told you not

was. She played the saint, but in truth