Chapter overview: Chapter 594 from The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In
In this standout chapter of the billionaire novel The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In, Free Collection introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
Chapter 594 Afraid to Die? We Are
Derrick’s chest ached with frustration. “You think I’m afraid to die?”
Sebastian, Ashley, and Drax answered in unison. “We are.”
Dead serious. The three of them didn’t even hesitate.
Sebastian was genuinely terrified. “This isn’t a joke, man. You heard the call–she brought a whole crew to go after Dan.”
If Marie found out a bunch of people had tampered with evidence in what she believed was a sexual assault case, there’s no doubt-she wouldn’t spare a single one of them.
Meanwhile, as Marie and Derrick’s situation spiraled into chaos…
At Victor’s villa-
Tessa stirred groggily, vaguely hearing Silas’s voice from outside: “How the hell did your stitches come apart this badly?”
Lewis scoffed, “It’s gotta be that Ms. Tessa. I bet after we left, she went at you again. I swear, she’s a spy from Ashen Pact. Probably trying to take you out-just look at that wound.”
The more he talked, the more fired up he got.
Silas snapped, “Shut up.”
Lewis argued, “I’m just speaking facts. But seriously, it’s weird-if she really wanted to kill you, why not just do it at night while you’re sleeping? Why play these sneaky games?”
Sneaky games, huh?
Tessa had hated that kind of two-faced crap back in Rivermount-especially when Lilian used it against
Stella.
But now, being in Victor’s orbit… it almost felt like she’d turned into that kind of woman herself.
God knows I’m not.
Silas deadpanned, “Do you really think anyone could kill Big Brother while he’s asleep?”
Lewis paused. “Good point. So she’s just trying to wear him down little by little?”
He was completely convinced now-Tessa had been using low-level tactics to slowly hurt Victor, all as part of some long con to end him.
Silas was speechless. He genuinely didn’t know what to say.
“Just get lost,” he finally muttered, afraid Lewis would eventually piss Victor off so badly he’d get himself killed.
Inside the room, Tessa whimpered, “Ugh…”
It hurts. It really hurts.
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Chanter 594 An and to ple? We Are
Just shifting a little made her legs scream in agony. Her whole body felt like it’d been hit by a truck.
Outside
Victor heard the noise from inside and glanced toward Silas, who was still tending his bandages.
Silas heard it too. He clipped the last piece of tape, muttered a quick “All done,” and started cleaning up.
Compared to Lewis, he knew when to make himself scarce.
He rushed toward the door and made up an excuse. “Oh crap, I just remembered something-gotta go!”
Just as he reached the door, Victor spoke coldly, “Go tear Lewis’s damn mouth off.”
Silas stiffened.
Sorry, Lewis. You brought this on yourself.
Even Abraham had no patience for him-and now he’d finally pissed off Victor, too.
Silas slipped out.
Victor got up and walked to the bedroom door. He pushed it open and turned on the light… only to see Tessa’s big, tear-filled eyes staring back at him.
She froze for a second, then choked out a sob. “It really hurts…”
She meant it. Last night had been her first time, and Victor… well, he’d completely lost control.
There was no “treat her gently” in his vocabulary.
Seeing her like that, Victor stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling her into his arms.
“Ahh-!”
The sudden movement yanked at every sore part of her body. Tessa cried out in pain, tears falling all over again.
So damn rough…
Victor paused, his brow furrowing. “It hurts that bad?”
He’d lived his life on the edge, injury after injury-it was nothing new to him. A bit of soreness? Not even worth mentioning.
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