Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 81

"That's just how I talk," Stella said coldly. "If you don't like it, stay away from me. Also, whatever I buy is none of your business. Don't provoke me—I doubt you can handle the consequences. After all, I have no manners."

She even waved her fist at the mother-daughter duo after she spoke.

"Stella, we're in public. If you hit someone, security will throw you out."

Stella smiled incredibly gently. "Really? I've never experienced the thrill of being thrown out. Want to test that theory today?"

She took slow, deliberate steps toward Miranda and Chloe.

Miranda quickly called for her to stop. "Stella, please don't. We just want a little favor."

If this country bumpkin went crazy, she might actually hit someone. After all, she had completely trashed the Hawthorne Family estate last time, and even Frederick Hawthorne couldn't stop her.

Stella was really just trying to scare them. She had no actual desire to start a brawl in the middle of a mall, so she stopped in her tracks.

"If you need help, find the cops or mall security. I can't help you, and even if I could, I wouldn't."

Chloe put on a weak, pitiful act. "Stella, when we came out, Mom left her phone at home, and mine just happened to die. When we saw you, we just wanted to borrow your phone to call our driver to pick us up. You wouldn't look down on us just because you married someone rich and refuse to help with something so small, would you?"

Although her demeanor was fragile, her voice was loud enough that she was clearly performing for the bystanders.

By now, a crowd of nosy onlookers had gathered, and some were already pointing fingers at Stella.

Chloe had said it deliberately, hoping the peer pressure from the whispering crowd would make it impossible for Stella to refuse.

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