Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

“You don’t need to understand what it means,” Stella said coolly. “Just pass the message along to Summer. She’ll know.”

“Does this have something to do with Summer?” Dora’s anger flared again. “What are you trying to pull now?

“Stella Rowan, get this straight. All these years you’ve been eating from the Wright family, living off the Wright family. What more tricks are you trying to play?”

The words eating and living off the Wright family hit Stella square in the chest.

She looked at Dora and raised an eyebrow. “You really think I wanted to live off your family?”

“Mrs. Wright, I don’t think you’ve ever understood one thing. I didn’t force my way into the Wright family. Your son pursued me for three years. Then he knelt in front of me and begged me to marry him. ”

Dora stiffened. “You-”

“I didn’t cling to him,” Stella went on calmly. “And since you brought it up, with a mother–in–law like you, I haven’t actually eaten a single bite of the Wright family’s generosity.”

Did she want to marry into the Wright family?

She knew perfectly well how big the gap was between her and Evan.

He had barged into her life, taken over her world by force.

And yet, after she married him, he never once truly protected her.

As for Dora, she’d found endless ways to make her life miserable.

Thanks to that, Stella owed the Wright family nothing. Not a cent. Not a favor.

Being openly disrespected and called a vicious mother–in–law, Dora felt her chest tighten with rage.

“You–this is outrageous,” she snapped.

Stella simply gave a small nod and said nothing, her gaze icy as she looked at Dora.

That look nearly made Dora see red. “You really are an orphanage brat. No upbringing at all. You don’t even know how to show basic respect to your elders.”

“You say you didn’t live off us? Then what exactly have you been eating all these years?”

Stella replied calmly, “If you want to know, we can check the accounts. Look into the household expenses at Inkwood House. Once the numbers are clear, you might even owe me money.”

Inkwood House.

The villa she and Evan had lived in after marriage.

After they married, Evan had given her several credit cards but Dora monitored every single one.

Any time Stella used one, Dora would call immediately, demanding to know what she’d bought.

Eventually, Stella stopped using them altogether.

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Dora felt dizzy with anger. “What nonsense are you talking about? Owe you money? Are you out of your mind?”

At that moment, Evan walked into the room.

He saw Dora bracing herself against a chair, clearly unsteady, while Stella sat on the bed, her face cold and unreadable. 1

Ignoring Dora’s insults, Stella continued calmly, “Respect your elders? Please.”

“Take Evan out of the picture–what relationship do you and I even have? Who are you to me, exactly, that I should respect you?”

Dora’s face twisted. “You-

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Evan entered fully now, his expression dark, his presence sharp and oppressive.

Seeing him, Dora immediately turned on Stella. “Look at her. Just look at how she speaks to me. I’m her mother–in–law, and she humiliates me like this.”

Evan shot a cold look at Stella.

Stella turned her head slightly. Her eyes met his–unyielding, icy.

“I’m telling you,” Dora continued angrily, “she must apologize to Summer. What she did was unforgivable.‘

Evan looked at Stella but said nothing.

Yet the look on his face made it clear he agreed she’d gone too far by hitting Summer at a time like this.

Stella’s lips curved upward. “An apology? Fine. I’ll apologize.‘

Dora froze.

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