The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 587

Chapter 587 A Fire They Can’t Contain

Stella didn’t keep her phone private. If Abraham wanted to answer it, he could–anytime.

He picked up the call.

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Before he could even say a word, Ethan’s voice came through, pleading and pitiful: “Stella, I’m waiting for you at the Sclidu Peninsula. Please, just let me see you once.”

The desperation in his tone was pathetic.

Abraham’s expression darkened instantly. That warmth in his eyes turned to ice.

Selidu Peninsula–one of Falvaria’s wealthiest neighborhoods. So Ethan had a place there? Perfect. The bastard still hadn’t given up.

On the other end of the line, Ethan spoke again after a moment of silence. “Stella?”

Just hearing him say her name sent a sharper edge through Abraham’s gaze.

“What do you want to see her for?”

The voice on the other end faltered. “Abraham?”

“I thought someone raised by the Keene family would at least have some backbone,” Abraham said coldly.

Apparently not.

“What… what does that mean?” Ethan stammered.

But Abraham had already hung up.

Stella had heard the call–it sobered her up instantly. She looked up, blinking at him with wide, curious

eyes.

Abraham’s expression softened again as he brushed her hair behind her ear. “Still keeping in touch with him?”

“No way. I blocked every number from the Rivermount area. That bastard must’ve used a Falvaria number.”

She gritted her teeth. “Don’t worry, I’ll have my number changed right away.”

Ethan, that lowlife. She couldn’t believe he’d actually chased her all the way to Falvaria.

“No need,” Abraham said quietly. “He won’t have a Falvaria number for long.”

If anyone was going to have to change numbers, it wasn’t her. It was the one doing the harassing who’d disappear.

“… Will that really work?” she asked uncertainly.

Before she could say more, Abraham used her phone to call Abel.

“Miss?” Abel answered on the first ring.

“It’s me.”

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Chapter 587 A Fire They Can’t Contain

Abel paused for half a second. Then again, Abraham using Stella’s phone wasn’t unusual these days.

“Mr. Abraham,” he greeted respectfully.

“Ethan’s in Selidu Peninsula,” Abraham said calmly. “Go handle it. Falvaria isn’t a place he belongs.”

“Understood.”

Just hearing Ethan was in Falvaria was enough to tell Abel exactly what Abraham wanted done.

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Spirit Pub, 808 Presidential Suite.

Marie was still passed out in the bedroom.

Out in the living area, Ashley, Drax, and Sebastian sat frozen, faces pale, each exchanging anxious looks as they stared at Derrick in horror.

Sebastian was the first to snap out of it, drawing in a sharp breath. “Wait… you actually were drugged last night? And then…”

It didn’t make sense.

Tons of people had tried to set traps for Derrick over the years. None had ever succeeded.

Ashley and Drax muttered, “Why weren’t we drugged?”

Sebastian glared at them. “Maybe because nobody wanted either of you?”

Was that supposed to be funny?

Were they not good–looking enough? Not worthy?

He turned toward the bedroom door. They were still out in the suite’s living room. Just thinking about who was in there sent a chill down everyone’s spine./

Sebastian rubbed his temples. “Bro… did you seriously sleep with the demon queen last night?”

They were so screwed.

Things had already been messy lately because of Stella. Derrick and Marie were practically at each other’s throats.

And now this?

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