Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 99

Stella casually picked at her fingernails. "Oh, Mr. Hawthorne. I thought it was a scammer. I almost blocked the number."

Julius really worked fast. They had just finalized the plan yesterday, and here was Frederick, already calling her today.

Frederick was seething inside, but forced a warm laugh. "Stella, come home for dinner tonight. Dad misses you. I want to see you."

Stella let out a light chuckle. "Mr. Hawthorne, you're being so incredibly fake. Chloe might appreciate those lines, but don't try that nauseating act on me. I just ate, and I'd really rather not throw up."

Frederick missed her?

He would be thrilled if she died in a ditch!

Frederick's knuckles turned white. He took a deep breath and relaxed his grip. "Stella, are you still mad at me? We're family. There's no such thing as an unforgivable grudge between father and daughter. Bring Julius home for dinner tonight."

If Stella brought Julius, it would be even better. Even if she refused to hand over the wedding fund, he could just ask Julius to bail his company out.

Julius was filthy rich; he wouldn't care about throwing a little pocket change his way.

His company's only issue was that he had expanded too aggressively. Once he survived this cash flow bottleneck, Hawthorne Corp. was destined for greatness.

The more Frederick thought about it, the wider his smile grew. "You have to come back, Stella. I'll have Miranda make all your favorite dishes."

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