The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 570

Chapter 570 The Glass Wasn’t Cold Enough

The woman from carlier sounded completely stunned.

Woman B said, “Well, what other explanation is there for how supportive she is? Poor Mr. Dawson we still don’t even know if what was reported about his death three years ago is the truth.”

Woman A added, “Now that you mention it, that actually makes a lot of sense. The Dawson family had plans to marry Abraham into the family–Melissa liked him all the way back in high school. But in the end, the adopted little sister got there first just because she lived under the same roof”

Woman B: “Well, she’s probably the real daughter. What if Abraham was the one who got adopted? You didn’t see how much Mrs. Lorette doted on that girl. She used to pick her up from school herself.

Woman A: “Then poor Mr. Dawson really married a piece of work. Back when Mr. Dawson was still alive, I remember hearing rumors that Evelyn was having a thing with someone.”

There weren’t many people around in that part of the venue.

So the two of them spoke freely, growing bolder by the minute, even whispering nasty gossip about the entire Dawson family.

Stella narrowed her eyes and calmly slipped her phone back into her bag. Then she stood, picked up the glass of water she hadn’t touched earlier-

And walked straight toward them.

The two women were still deep in their gossip, completely unaware that Stella was approaching.

Meanwhile, Marie returned carrying food-

And saw Stella dump the entire glass of water straight onto one of the women’s heads.

She realized then… she’d been wrong. Her sweet little Stella wasn’t some fragile flower in a greenhouse.

The water was still warm. The woman yelped the second it hit her scalp. “Ahhh–who do you think you are?! What the hell are you doing?!”

Both women turned at once.

The one who got soaked recognized Stella immediately. Her lips quivered. “Y–You….”

Guilt hit her hard, and she didn’t know what to say.

Everyone in Falvaria knew not to mess with the Dawson family–especially not someone like Stella.

The other woman didn’t recognize her–probably had only ever heard the name in idle gossip.

Without hesitation, she shoved her drenched friend behind her and snapped, “Are something?!”

insane or

Stella slowly lifted her eyes.

She locked gazes with the woman–her expression calm, but icy cold.

Then, without a word, she raised the now–empty glass and smashed it against the woman’s cheek with a

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crack.

A muffled thud echoed through the lounge as it connected with her cheekbone. The woman grunted in pain, clutching her face and collapsing to the floor. “You psycho! What the hell is wrong with you I’ll kill you!”

Still dazed, the woman behind her hadn’t moved. But the one who’d just taken a hit suddenly lunged at

Stella.

The moment she got close, Stella hiked up her dress and kicked her square in the stomach.

Caught off guard, the woman doubled over in agony.

“Ahhh! You crazy bitch! I swear I’ll kill you! Do you even know who my dad is?!”

Stella answered coolly, “Go ahead. Tell me. Save me the trouble of looking you up later.”

Her voice was darker than ever.

She knew some people would always look down on her and Abraham’s relationship.

But dragging her mother and father’s names through the mud? That she would not tolerate.

“You… What the hell even are you?!”

The woman on the ground struggled to her feet and lunged again. She had never been humiliated like this in her life.

Her face throbbed painfully–it was probably already swelling.

But just as she got close to Stella again, another kick slammed into her stomach. “Ahhh!”

This time, it was Marie.

The moment she saw someone trying to hit Stella, she didn’t hesitate–charged straight in and kicked the woman away before asking a single question.

And that wasn’t all. The plate of food in her hands? She hurled that too.

Already bruised from Stella’s glass to the cheek, the woman now took a full platter to the forehead.

Her head spun, and she let out a guttural moan–not a scream, but a raw cry of pain. “Ughhh!”

Marie immediately pulled Stella behind her.

The woman who’d been splashed with water finally snapped out of her daze. Her pupils shrank when she saw Marie.

“Ms. Marie…”

Marie raised her head slightly and looked down at the disheveled mess in front of her. It was obvious which one had picked a fight with Stella.

Two women like this hanging out together? Of course they were gossiping.

“Well?” Marie’s voice was low and cold. “What exactly were you talking about just now?”

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The woman on the ground had just started to push herself up—but the moment she heard “Ms. Marie her body froze.

Her face turned pale as chalk, and she sank right back down.

The one who’d been drenched felt her heart leap into her throat under Marie’s icy gaze,

“I’m sorry–it was all our fault. We couldn’t keep our mouths shut. We deserved it.” As she spoke, the warted slapping her own face.

There was no way she could repeat what they’d been saying–not in front of Marie.

If she did, their families could kiss their reputations goodbye,

Stella stepped out from behind Marie with a sneer.

“They said I’m my mom’s illegitimate child… and that Abraham was the one who got adopted.”

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