Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1251

Back then, he had tried everything to have a son, but to no avail. To secure his power, he had to lie, announcing to the world that Luella was a "boy."

As a result, Luella became the publicly acknowledged heir apparent of Stellara Country, the future Executive Chief.

Who would have thought that over a decade later, he would actually have a genuine, biological son?

Stellara Country wasn't like other nations; it was an independent territory with vastly different politics and laws. Primogeniture was absolute.

With Luella in line first, and his actual son still a toddler, her father needed to keep her complacent, using her as a shield to clear away his political enemies.

When the time was right, he'd push the younger son onto the throne.

"Got it," Luella replied dismissively, tossing her phone onto the passenger seat.

Frustration simmered in her chest.

"Old bastard," she muttered.

Her car merged onto the overpass. Traffic was building up ahead, likely due to an accident. Luella rolled down her window to get a better look.

A silver Cayenne had been rear-ended by a standard sedan. The driver of the sedan, a woman in her fifties with a young child, was visibly shaken, both of them in tears.

Wait.

Why did that Cayenne look so familiar?

She checked the license plate.

*Tsk.*

She had just ridden in it a couple of days ago. Hard to forget.

Luella pulled over and peered toward the Cayenne's backseat. Jimmie Tate was sitting there, his cap pulled low, while his driver was outside on the phone with the insurance company.

Just as she looked over, Jimmie spotted her.

Before she could process it, Jimmie suddenly slipped out of his SUV and ducked into her car with lightning speed.

Luella was speechless.

Jimmie stared back, equally silent.

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