The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 763 I’m Taking Stella Away

She wasn’t just shutting down, she was imploding.

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In Falvaria, at the Dawson estate, Abraham had just finished reviewing a few documents in his study and was about to join a video conference when Marie’s call came through.

The depth in his expression darkened as he answered. “Speak.”

“How could you

do this to me? Do you even realize I’ve been sick with worry–I literally threw up! Why would you treat me like this?”

“I tore Ashen Pact apart; I thought Tessa had already died there. I’ve been convinced this whole time I’d have no way to explain it to Victor…”

The more she spoke, the more wronged she felt.

By the end, she broke down crying.

Abraham went quiet.

“You’re way out of line! If you wanted something from Ashen Pact, you could’ve just taken it; I’d have helped you. Why did you have to use Tessa against me like this?”

Marie completely lost it–sobbing, shouting.

It was obvious now…

Just like Derrick, she believed Abraham had simply set his sights on something within Ashen Pact. But so what if he had? Hadn’t he taken plenty of things over the years?

No matter the means, in the end, those things always ended up in his hands. Why would he need to manipulate my anger at Dan just to move against Ashen Pact?

They never needed emotions, or even reasons, to destroy someone.

Through it all, Marie had always been strong.

No matter what happened, she had never cried—except that one time, when Dan died.

That time she hadn’t just cried; she had gone mad.

Now, hearing her sobbing over the phone, Abraham pressed his fingers against his aching brow.

furious with

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can do this

Abraham was speechless.

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in the world! I’ll steal Stella away; I’ll make sure

Marie was fuming.

Stella was Abraham’s treasure, the one thing he

moment, she was determined—she’d take Stella and let him taste

throbbed from her tears; now his face turned black at her

You better watch yourself these next

“You-”

he could finish, Marie hung

she rejected the call. Again–still busy on

sleeping soundly, only to be woken by the ringing

was

love me more, or Abraham? Tell me–am I more important, or is Abraham more

was sharp,

mind was still foggy; with Marie shouting at her like

of answering, she

who matters more

“You?”

was she asking something like this

slightly at her answer. “Good. Then pack your

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763 I’m Taking

“Huh? Wait, what-”

come get you tomorrow morning at

“Where are we going?”

Pick her up?

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fully awake. She could tell