The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 712

Chapter 712 The Package

To be honest, Derrick was also worried Victor might turn on Marie.

Everyone knew why Abraham had given Victor such generous resources over the

years.

Victor was not someone you wanted as an enemy–he was a nightmare to deal with.

Marie sighed. “Yeah, I know.”

Just thinking about it gave her a pounding headache.

Her phone suddenly buzzed. She pulled it out and saw Stella’s name flashing.

She answered in a rush. “Baby, don’t worry. I swear I’ll bring Tessa back to you safe and sound.”

Even though things had already spiraled beyond her control, Marie still gave Stella her word.

The triplets–this wasn’t a joke.

If something happened and Stella collapsed from stress, Abraham and their mother would skin

her alive.

“Marie…” Stella’s voice came through the line, choked with sobs and full of grievance.

Marie’s heart jolted hard. “You… what’s wrong?”

Why did she sound like she was about to break down crying?

God knew no one had treated her badly–could it be because of Tessa?

The thought that Stella might be crying for Tessa’s sake made Marie’s tongue trip. “It’s not that bad, really. Haven’t we been through worse storms? I’ve already spread the word around. No one in the Morris family dares to touch Tessa. Trust me on this.”

Right now, she wished she could rip her own heart out just to prove her sincerity.

But Stella started crying outright.

What? No way…

Between sniffles, Stella said, “No… it’s not for Tessa.”

Not for Tessa?

Then what on earth could make Stella cry like this? “Then what is it?”

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“Tell me who upset you and I’ll kill her for you.”

But Stella kept sobbing into the phone, crying for five whole minutes. Marie was terrified she’d cry herself sick.

She coaxed and soothed nonstop, but nothing worked. Finally she snapped, “Enough! Stop crying. I’ll go tear the Morris family apart right now!”

What the hell was going on?

Tessa being taken was one thing, but seeing her little sister driven to this state–Marie couldn’t take it.

“It’s not about Tessa.”

“Then what the hell has you like this?” Marie grew more frantic.

Stella sniffled. “I… I just got a package.”

“A package? From who? What was inside?”

Stella whispered, “A pregnancy test.”

Marie froze. “What?”

What the hell?!

“Two lines,” Stella added.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Marie had no clue. She’d never been pregnant, had no idea how those things worked.

Stella said softly, “It means pregnant.”

“You? You’re pregnant? That’s normal, isn’t it?”

“It’s the sender!”

As soon as she said that, Stella broke down crying again.

Marie felt like her brain had exploded.

She couldn’t even think straight. “Wait, let me get this right. The person who sent the package is pregnant… and they mailed the test to you? What the hell does that even mean?”

Then it hit her.

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Oh. My. God.

“Stella! Listen to me! This has nothing to do with me–I swear I didn’t do it!”

But even as she said it, the logic made no sense. What if it really was connected to her somehow? But no, even if she had been the one, why would Stella be the one crying?

Her sister just wept harder on the line.

Marie’s head spun. “Heaven help me… wait. You’re saying my brother has another woman out there? And that woman is pregnant, and she sent you this as a taunt?”

Stella sobbed harder.

“No way! Believe me, he’s not that kind of man. There’s no such gene in our family!”

Marie was practically burning up with anxiety.

Since childhood, Stella had never been one to cry easily. Not even after what happened three years ago–when they all worried she’d suffer outside–had she cried like this.

And now, after finally bringing her home, she was crying her heart out.

Stella choked, “Where is he?”

“On a business trip.”

Marie nearly collapsed. Seriously? A business trip at a time like this?

“Did you call him?”

“He’s not answering.”

Of course. That explained why Stella hadn’t cleared things up already.

“Don’t worry. I’ll track down whoever sent this package. I’ll rip her to pieces.”

What kind of sick joke was this?

Stella was carrying triplets, and someone dared to mess with her like this? Clearly some of those Yalvoria families still hadn’t given up.

They acted all meek and obedient on the surface, but behind the scenes they were still scheming.

Marie’s eyes hardened. “Trust me, he’s not that kind of man. And anyway, all they sent was a pregnancy test. If they really had the guts, they’d have sent amniotic fluid. This proves nothing.”