Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2090

Magdalen arrived at the Quintin estate and, after exchanging pleasantries with Old Mr. Jarvis and a few others, she pulled Estelle aside for a chat.

"Carmella's toast," she began, with a smirk. "She had a falling out with Simone, and now she's lost her last bit of clout. I didn't do much to her—just left her penniless, so she can get a taste of her own medicine."

After her spiel, Magdalen handed Estelle a check that had come from Carmella's accounts. "I've checked the amount, and it's not a fortune—just around two million. If you want to keep it, do. If not, you could always return it to Bennett."

Estelle turned the check over in her hands thoughtfully. "I'd like to give it back to the Macclain family!"

Magdalen rolled her eyes. "I knew you'd go soft."

Estelle's lips curved into a faint smile. "It's not about being soft. The Macclain company is hemorrhaging money, and their clients were innocent victims. The bank's going to freeze Bennett's assets, and this money should go towards compensating those who were swindled."

Magdalen's gaze sharpened as she looked at Estelle, then took back the check. "Alright, I'll handle it. I'll deposit the money back into an account under Bennett's name to keep him from pocketing it."

"Sounds good!" Estelle nodded.

"Marina's been a big help too. Let's get everyone together for a little thank-you party when we're all free!" Magdalen suggested enthusiastically.

"Perfect, I'd love to thank everyone."

"Don't mention it. We all wanted to help. If you start thanking us, it just makes it awkward!"

They stood chatting on the porch of the quaint little cottage when Gabriel came around the corner, phone to his ear. He hung up as he approached and greeted Magdalen. "Ms. Sampson!"

"Gab!" Magdalen straightened up almost reflexively, her face showing a mixture of respect and awe.

Gabriel gave a small, dismissive smile. "Carry on, I'm just passing through."

After Gabriel had walked away, Magdalen let out an admiring sigh. "That man's like something out of a legend. Just seeing him feels like a blessing!"

Estelle chuckled at Magdalen's dramatics.

"Who?"

Magdalen raised an eyebrow. "Sylvia Jarvis!"

Estelle's eyes widened in surprise.

Magdalen laughed, "Remember her? Gorgeous and with a figure to die for. She may run a PR firm, but she's no pushover—not the kind you're thinking. She'd be perfect for Gab. Should I set them up?"

Estelle had never considered the possibility of Sylvia and her brother together, and Magdalen's matchmaking seemed almost comical.

"Sylvia's past is her private business," Estelle thought, not revealing it to Magdalen. Hesitating, she said, "Isn't there quite an age gap? Sylvia's only in her mid-twenties, right?"

"Hey!" Magdalen chuckled. "You're much younger than Jonathan yourself, and now you're calling Gab old?"