Let’s Divorce Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342

Stella’s tone was razor sharp.

So sharp that even Evan turned to look at Fiona and Dora.

Dora went silent instantly,

Stella continued, her voice calm but cutting.

“People don’t do things without a reason. So tell me… what reason would I have to burn your houses?”

Dora: “…”

Fiona: “…”

Why?

No one knew better than they did.

Because they had treated her badly.

But in their minds, it had just been “making things a little difficult.”

Did that really count as a deep enough grudge?

Enough for her to go this far?

To destroy so many of their assets in one sweep?

The air grew colder.

Evan lifted a brow slightly.

“Exactly,” he said lightly, but with undeniable weight behind it. “Why would she have any reason to burn your properties?”

Dora’s breathing turned uneven.

Fiona didn’t dare speak.

Just as Stella was about to answer for them-

Summer finally spoke.

“It’s because of me.”

Dora and Fiona both turned toward her.

Evan’s gaze shifted as well.

But Summer was looking straight at Stella.

“You’re unhappy that Evan has been taking care of me. Haven’t you been making a scene about that this whole time?”

Her voice softened, carrying a fragile tremor.

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“This is my fault. I’ve let everyone down. Ever since Steveti passed, I haven’t been stable. I keep mistaking Evan for him…”

She lowered her head.

“All of this… is on me.”

She took everything onto herself.

Clean. Complete.

Stella laughed.

Of course.

A classic move.

The “gentle” ones always stepped up at the most critical moment-taking the blame, looking pitiful, making themselves seem harmless.

But in reality?

Far more dangerous than someone openly ruthless.

And honestly…

More disgusting.

Stella tilted her head slightly.

“No,” she said lightly. “How could this possibly be your fault?”

Then her gaze shifted to Dora.

“It’s just that Mrs. Wright didn’t have enough children.”

“What nonsense are you talking about?!” Dora exploded.

Stella didn’t stop.

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“If you ask me, why stop at twins? She should’ve had triplets. Or quadruplets. Or five.

“Then you’d have a whole lineup of sons revolving around you.”

Dora’s face twisted with rage.

“You bitch-what are you implying?!”

Stella looked at her calmly.

“Am I wrong? You must regret not having more sons for Summer, right?

“More sons, all marrying the same daughter-in-law. Saves money on weddings too. Efficient.”

Dora was shaking with fury.

“You-you shameless-”

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Before she could finish-

Stella’s expression turned cold.

She gave Gray a look.

Gray understood immediately and nodded to one of the maids.

The maid stepped forward-

and slapped Dora across the face.

Smack.

The sound cracked through the room.

The tension snapped tight.

Dora staggered, staring at Stella in disbelief.

Fiona and Summer were stunned.

Even Evan’s grip on his cigarette tightened.

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