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Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 317

Chapter 317

“Both rooms. I want the largest.”

The moment Stella said that, Dora shot to her feet in fury.

“There are no empty rooms upstairs!”

The meaning was obvious-

She didn’t want Stella staying here.

“If there aren’t any, make space,” Stella said calmly. “Go ahead.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

The two staff members headed upstairs without hesitation.

Dora’s breathing turned ragged. “Make space? Who exactly do you think you’re moving out?!”

She had just said there were no rooms.

And Stella still dared to say “make space” like this?

She really didn’t see herself as an outsider at all.

Dora had already been considering letting her stay temporarily—

But with this attitude?

How could she possibly allow her to remain in the Wright estate?

Why hadn’t the police taken her away yet?

She had caused a child’s death-

So how was she still here, making a scene?

Yes-

To Dora, this was nothing but a scene.

Was Stella really planning to tear apart even the last bit of peace they had left?

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“I want the biggest room,” Stella said lazily. “How would I know which one of you is using it?”

“You really have no shame,” Fiona snapped, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Stella finally lifted her gaze from her book.

The look in her eyes was cold and commanding-

Like a queen looking down on them.

A faint smile curled at her lips.

“You’re right about one thing,” she said. “I’m still your brother’s wife. We’re not divorced.”

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Dora froze

Fiona went silent.

Those two words-

‘not divorced’-

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stabbed straight into Dora’s nerves.

“And if I’m not mistaken,” Stella continued lightly, “that divorce agreement you prepared was meant to leave me with nothing, wasn’t it?”

“Regretting now that you didn’t just hand me five billion and tell me to disappear?”

Dora’s face twisted.

Yes-

She regretted it.

She regretted not offering the money outright.

Because now-

Evan had refused to sign.

And that meant Stella still had every right to walk in here and turn the place upside down.

“You just want five billion, don’t you?” Dora snapped/”Fine. I’ll give it to you. Now get out!”

There was no way she would let Stella stay here any longer.

But Stella only let out a soft laugh.

“It hasn’t even been an hour,” she said. “And you’re already cracking?”

“You want me gone already?”

Her tone turned almost amused.

“How are you going to survive the days ahead, then?”

Stella flipped a page of her book.

“Sorry,” she added casually. “Five billion won’t be enough to get rid of me anymore.”

Back then, when she asked for it-

Dora had refused without hesitation.

Now?

Even ten billion wouldn’t be enough.

Dora’s vision blurred with anger. “Then how much do you want?!”

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Looking at Stella now, it was clear-

Dora was willing to agree to anything just to make her leave.

But this time-

Stella didn’t answer.

She only smiled faintly, then turned to the nutritionist beside her.

“I want some meat in my soup this morning.”

“Of course.”

The nutritionist nodded and headed to the kitchen.

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