The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 610

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The slaps didn’t stop. One after another, fast and brutal, until everything blurred. Ella’s mind went blank- just pain, heat, and ringing in her ears.

It hadn’t even been ten minutes.

Her hair was a tangled mess, blood was smeared around her nose and mouth, and she was down on her

knees.

Even if she was seething inside, furious enough to want to tear Marie apart, she was outnumbered. It was just her–one woman, alone–and outside that door stood at least a dozen of Marie’s bodyguards.

One wrong word, and she was dead.

Marie sat on the sofa like she owned the room–poised, composed, and every bit the queen of the chaos she’d created.

Then, without a word, she picked up Ella’s phone and dialed Morris’s number.

It wasn’t Morris who answered–it was his assistant, Dennis.

“Ms. Ella?” Dennis greeted politely.

“It’s Marie,” she said coldly.

The line went silent for a beat. Then Dennis fumbled his words. “Ms. Marie? Why are you calling from Ms. Ella’s number?”

It wasn’t that Dennis was timid–he just knew exactly who he was dealing with.

Marie had just put Morris in the ICU. She’d become infamous overnight–everyone on Morris’s team now thought of her as the kind of woman who didn’t bluff.

She was the type of woman you absolutely didn’t want to cross.

Marie’s voice didn’t waver. “Where’s Morris?”

Dennis hesitated. “He’s still unconscious. You knocked him out cold”

And just like that, his tone shifted–tight with judgment. Truthfully, he was stunned. What the hell is this woman made of? And more importantly, how the hell did Mr. Morris ever fall for someone like her?

Marie laughed, a cold, bitter sound. “Judging by your tone, you think I overreacted?”

Dennis replied stiffly, “Mr. Morris has always cared deeply for you.”

Marie fell quiet.

Then, slowly, she laughed again. A cruel, almost mocking laugh. Her gaze shifted to Ella, still crumpled on the floor, and Ella’s face turned pale.

Hearing Dennis claim Morris “cared deeply” for her? That was the biggest joke of all.

“Clearly, you people have no idea what ‘caring‘ means.”

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Caring? He faked his death.

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During the darkest, most devastating time of her life–when she was grieving, falling apart–everyone in Falvaria knew what she was going through. And he? He didn’t even show his face.

That kind of love? She didn’t need that kind of love. If that was what “caring deeply” looked like, someone else could have it–she sure as hell didn’t want it. Not now. Not ever.

“If he’s not awake,” she said coolly, “I guess I can’t pass on a message.”

Dennis tensed. “What does that mean?”

Marie smirked.

She glanced at Ella, who lay trembling on the floor, and her smile twisted. “I mean… Strike while he’s weak. Finish what they started.”

Dennis froze.

Marie’s voice stayed calm, almost cold. “Tell me, Dennis. If I got ten guys to gang rape his fiancée, would that be enough to get his attention?”

The silence that followed was suffocating.

“Ms. Marie.” Dennis’s voice dropped, sharp and alarmed.

Ella, hearing those words, turned completely white. Her lips quivered, but she said nothing.

“You can’t do that,” Dennis snapped. “That’s–no. You can’t.”

Marie’s eyes narrowed. “I can’t?” she repeated, her voice low.

Her hand tightened around the gun. The gun she hadn’t let go of since the moment she walked in. And now, with her fury boiling over, all she could think about was Ella’s voice on that phone call–saying, “How many guys were there last night?”

Many. Not one. But several.

And just the thought of what might’ve happened last night–what they’d tried to do to her–sent a fresh wave of disgust ripping through her chest.

Her hands shook as she raised the gun and pointed it straight at Ella.

“I can’t do that?” she said through gritted teeth. “Fine. Then how about this–what if I just kill her right now? Make it quick and clean. End of story.”

She didn’t care anymore. She was on the edge. About to break. Everything inside her felt toxic–raw and boiling.

Morris–the bastard–had faked his death, and now the people around him had taken things even further. Planned to humiliate her. Break her.

Did they think she wouldn’t fight back? Did they really believe she was weak?

Dennis didn’t answer.

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The air on the other end of the call turned razor–sharp.

He didn’t even know what to say anymore. “Ms. Maric, please. Just calm down. Mr. Morris didn’t do anything to you. He was with us the entire night.”

Dennis had no idea Marie had heard Ella’s phone call.

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