Chapter 444
Because Frank had said the child was still useful to them, Summer was especially anxious.
She knew Frank’s temper well after all these years.
If the child really died and pushed him too far, there was no telling what he might do.
By then, whether she stayed with the Wright family or went back to the Shaw family, she would probably lose all standing.
So before his plan was completely finished, Summer didn’t dare let anything happen to the child.
She had to get to the hospital immediately.
But Stella stood and turned straight toward the stairs.
“Stella!” Summer shouted.
Stella paused and looked back at her. “How long are you planning to keep wearing that mask?”
Summer froze.
So did Dora upstairs.
Through the railing, Dora glanced at Summer and Evan downstairs. But the next second, Fiona seemed to convulse from the fever.
Seeing that, Dora cried out in panic, “Fiona! Fiona!”
Hearing Stella ask so bluntly, Summer finally seemed to understand.
Stella wasn’t simply tormenting her.
She was trying to force Summer to confess to everything she had done.
But could Summer confess to those things?
Stella said, “Oh, right. Why haven’t you had an episode? In this kind of situation, shouldn’t you be losing control by now?”
Summer went still.
So did Dora.
Summer had never been cornered this aggressively before. She felt as if Stella was driving her insane.
No.
Stella was deliberately pushing her toward madness.
At that moment, Summer trembled all over.
She didn’t know if it was from anger or because Stella’s bluntness had truly frightened her.
Seeing that Summer didn’t answer, Stella gave a soft, mocking laugh.
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Then she said nothing more and continued upstairs.
“The car. I need a car. Don’t do this!”
Summer grew even more desperate.
This time, Stella didn’t stop. She went straight upstairs.
When she passed Dora and Fiona, Dora grabbed her ankle.
Stella lowered her head.
Their eyes met.
A moment ago, Dora had still instinctively tried to order Stella around.
But now, with Stella looking down at her from above, Dora felt humbled to the extreme.
Stella had finally climbed over her head.
The feeling was deeply uncomfortable.
But now was not the time for Dora to dwell on that.
The moment Stella narrowed her eyes, Dora said breathlessly, “At least let us live.”
Fiona’s fever was so high.
Dora was truly afraid it would become fatal.
At this moment, she felt worse than dead, yet she was still desperately begging for Fiona’s life.
Stella said, “When a person’s life is worthless enough, they shouldn’t expect to be treated like someone precious,”
Dora froze.
Stella said, “Cheap lives survive just fine.”
With that, she forcefully pulled her ankle out of Dora’s grip.
The moment Dora’s hand closed on empty air, her heart felt empty too.
Those words were so familiar.
They were words she had once said outside Stella’s door to a maid.
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