The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 605 No One Walks Away From the look on Marie's face, it was clear-if you had anything to do with what happened last night, she'd tear you apart.

Sebastian had been right: no one was getting out of this clean.

"Wait-Derrick?" Stella blinked, finally noticing him standing there. She clicked her tongue and immediately wished she could take back everything she'd just said.

Oh God...

Technically, Derrick was Marie's husband. And there were just sthings he really didn't need to hear. Derrick's expression was hard, unreadable. He didn't respond to Stella at all.

Instead, he looked straight at Abraham. "I'm heading out.” Abraham gave him a nod. "Alright." Without another word, Derrick walked out.

Abraham reached out and gently ruffled Stella's hair. She shot a quick glance toward the doorway Derrick had just disappeared through.

"You couldn't have warned me?” she whispered. “Did I say anything I wasn't supposed to?" Abraham smiled faintly. "No." She exhaled with relief. "Okay, good. That's good." He handed her a bowl of soup and asked casually, "So what made you think it was Ella?" The way she and Marie processed things was so different, it caught people off guard.

Stella took a sip of soup. "Ugh. It's because Morris kept denying he was the one from last night.' "And that's it?" So he denies it, and Marie just believes him? That didn't sound like Marie at all-especially now, when she didn't trust Morris one bit.

At this point, it didn't matter what Morris said. She wouldn't believe a word of it.

Stella explained, "She didn't believe him at first. But then he got so worked up he passed out. After that, I think his guys forgot the call was still connected. We could hear everything they were saying-trash-talking Marie, saying Morris had been with them all night. He never had the chance to go near her." So now the whole thing had spiraled into a mess.

00:32 Tue, Aug 5 65% D X Finished Chapter 605 No One Walks Away Abraham's gaze narrowed as he listened. He pushed the plate of beef a little closer to her, his voice calm but heavy. "And that's enough to pin it on Ella?" "Well, if it wasn't Morris, then yeah-it had to be Ella," Stella said without hesitation.

Abraham lifted an eyebrow. "Just like that?" "Think about it," she said. "Morris finds out Marie married Derrick? Of course he's furious-he'd want to get back at her. And Ella? She's his fiancée, watching her man obsess over Marie. You don't think she's pissed? One of them had to do it." In Stella and Marie's minds, it couldn't have been anyone else.

"Besides," she added, meeting Abraham's gaze, “who else in Falvaria would even dare cafter Marie?" Abraham didn't answer right away. His gaze darkened, deep and unreadable.

No one could tell what Abraham was thinking, but Stella's words didn't seem to shake him at all.

Then, with a faint scoff, he murmured, "No one dares, huh?" Was that really true? Stella nodded quickly. “There's no one else. It couldn't have been anyone else.” She said it with total confidence-like she had the whole case wrapped up and evidence in hand.

Abraham looked at her for a moment, then smiled and pinched her cheek. "Two years in Rivermount really slowed you down, huh?" "Ow-rude!" she pouted, rubbing her face. "I'm just saying, I'm making sense here!" As far as she could tell, it all lined up.

Whether it was Morris trying to get back at Marie or Ella lashing out of jealousy-one of them had to be behind it. Either way, it didn't matter. Whoever messed with Marie? There was no way they were walking away clean. "Ugh-" Stella suddenly gagged, her face twisting. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Abraham's expression tightened. “What is it?" She winced. "Something smells awful... I think I'm going to throw up." He immediately shot a glance at the nearby maid, who rushed to get lemon water without needing another word.

Stella had been unusually sensitive to smells lately, and despite the kitchen's caution, something still hit her the wrong way.

Abraham took the glass from the maid and held it to Stella's lips. "Here, drink some. It'll help.”

Lemon water worked wonders for nausea, especially during pregnancy. It helped mask Scents that otherwise 2/3 00:32 Tue, Aug 5 65% Ο Χ * Finished Chapter 605 No One Walks Away sent her stomach turning.

Stella took a few small sips, then exhaled. "Much better."

Abraham set the glass down and glanced at a fish dish that had just e.

been brought to the table. His expression darkened.

"That's it. No more fish at the table from now on." "Huh? There's fish?" Stella blinked in confusion.

She hadn't even noticed it being brought out. But now that she looked-there it was.

Abraham was sharp. He had already figured it out.

When he sat down earlier, she'd been fine. But the moment that fish hit the e table, everything changed. The maid paled. "I'm so sorry." "Dock three days' pay from the kitchen staff," Abraham said, calm but firm.

"Yes, sir," the maid replied quickly, not daring to argue.

Stella frowned. "It's not even that big a deal. You didn't have to go that far..."