The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 656

The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 656 Twenty–Seven Days of Hell

“Pick her up in twenty–seven days, Derrick said.

Victor’s voice tightened. “Twenty–seven days?”

“Mm.”

Victor went silent.

He a

over at Silas.

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Silas and Lewis both looked exhausted–clearly none of them had rested in days, still scouring the world for Tessa.

Victor recalled what Abraham had said earlier. Watch Derrick closely.

He really had seen it all coming.

Victor had assumed Derrick and Marie’s marriage was nothing but a joke. But now? They were clearly the real deal.

Just as Victor opened his mouth to ask more, Derrick hung up.

Victor’s eyes darkened.

Twenty–seven days?

Like how Marie trained Stella back then?

But Tessa wasn’t Stella. Even if neither of them had prior training, Stella had grown up at Abraham’s side–she’d been exposed to all that from a young age. Even if she hadn’t participated, Abraham had taken her along to training bases for fun.

Tessa, though? She’d never even seen that kind of world. What if she literally got scared to death?

Thinking about how skittish she’d been recently, Victor felt a dull pulse pounding at his. temples.

Silas asked, “Mr. Derrick knows where she is?”

“Mm,” Victor replied irritably.

Lewis said, “Then what are we waiting for? Can’t we just go to Mr. Derrick and ask for her back?”

Silas looked at Lewis like he’d grown an extra head.

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Ask Derrick for Tessa? And expect him to hand her over? What a brainless thing to say.

Victor lit a cigarette, eyes sharp and focused. “Have someone follow Derrick.”

There was no way they’d get her back just by asking.

Silas nodded. “Understood.”

Lewis was baffled.

If they already knew Derrick knew where she was, why bother tailing him?

Even if they had to fight, shouldn’t they at least try to extract some information?

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Meanwhile, on an island thousands of miles away from Falvaria-

Marie lounged on a beach chair, wearing oversized sunglasses and a wide–brimmed sunhat, sipping a glass of lemon water.

Not far off. Tessa stumbled toward her, lugging a fishing net over one shoulder and a bucket in the other hand.

Marie’s lips curled into a teasing smile.

Tessa was panting like a dog.

When she reached Marie, she flung the heavy fishing net onto the sand with a thud right next. to Marie’s chair.

The bucket hit the ground with a stomp.

She glared at Marie, eyes full of unfiltered rage.

Adorably fierce–like an angry kitten.

Maric glanced at the bucket stuffed with fish and giggled, handing over her lemon water. “See? You’re getting stronger already.”

Tessa’s fury instantly deflated at those words.

As Marie stood, Tessa collapsed dramatically into the sand, wrapping both arms around Marie’s long legs.

“;et me go, please! I’m begging you! I can’t eat one more fish, I’m gonna puke!”

Tessa burst into tears.

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God, she was exhausted. So, so exhausted. Marie’s training was inhuman.

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For the past three days, she’d done nothing but run–dragged out of bed at 5 AM to circle the

island.

Ten laps around the island every morning–five full hours of running. Tessa felt like her brain had been rattled loose.

At this point, she knew exactly how many palm trees lined the beach and which ones had how many coconuts.

Morning runs. Afternoon runs, Evening runs.

She was going to die.

And if the running wasn’t enough, every single meal was fish.

There seemed to be nothing else on the island to cat.

Tessa was so sick of fish she could barely look at it without gagging.

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