The Heiress With Seven Secret Identies (Stella Shaw) novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143 The Ambush at Detention Center

“No. No way. That’s not Michelle. Michelle would never lie to me.”

“Dad, it’s really her. If you don’t believe me, I’ll take a DNA test with her myself. See? Heaven heard you. It brought her back.”

Sienna caught the look in Amber’s eyes and tried to signal her to stop, but Amber was too far

gone.

Growing up spoiled by Felix, she had learned one thing very well–mentioning “Michelle” was like pulling a lever. Felix stopped thinking. He stopped asking questions. He just did whatever needed to be done for

her.

Felix stayed quiet, and Leo felt his stomach drop. He was genuinely terrified that Felix was about to fall for it all over again.

“Grandpa, you cannot be serious right now. She’s married to someone else. You like being played for a fool this much?”

“Who’s being played? They’re soulmates!”

“Shut up.”

Felix’s voice was calm. Too calm. His eyes, cloudy with age, were shot through with red. Sharp as needles. The kind of look that could kill without a word.

“Leo. Where is she?”

“Probably still at the detention center.”

“Take me there.”

Leo was exhausted. Dead on his feet. He downed an energy drink and drove Felix to the detention center.

Meanwhile, Stella watched a video on her phone, a slow smile spreading across her face.

“Stella, Amber might actually be the dumbest person alive.”

She had only wanted to secretly record Felix’s reaction. What she got was so much better,

“She’s overconfident.”

“Should we post it?”

“Why wouldn’t we?”

Stella grinned. Some things just landed in your lap.

She timed it carefully. Tiffany was about to be released on bail.

She couldn’t wait to see what was waiting out there for her.

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12:04 pm

Chapter 143 The Ambush at Detention Center

Finished

She’d save her own moment for later. Let everyone else have their turn first. She was young–she didn’t need to fight the older generation for the chance to tear Tiffany apart.

The video went up. Within half an hour, it had a hundred million likes. Tens of millions of shares.

[Wait, so the stuff people were posting online was real? I thought it was just some random making things up for attention.]

[Is Felix completely delusional? I remember when he cared about his reputation. Never thought I’d see him torch it like this.]

[Did anyone else’s boss lose it today? Mine went absolutely ballistic.]

[Same. Got yelled at for literally no reason.]

[Quick question–which group does your boss belong to? The old guard or the younger guys?]

[What do you mean?]

[Old guard is Felix’s generation. Younger guys are around Mr. Wellington’s age.]

[Younger guys.]

[Same here. My boss used to make headlines with her back in the day. Called her his princess in interviews. Kind of want to go back in time and correct him. More like his fossil princess. She was at least twenty years older than him.]

[My boss is old guard. When she “died“, he was so broken he tried to jump off a building. Didn’t die. Ended up paralyzed from the waist down. His wife and kids got sick of him, dumped him in a home, never looked back. The nurses said he had no conscience, that he ruined his family… but even they said he was devoted to her. Now he’s just a punchline.]

[Which group do you think got it worse?]

[Definitely the younger guys. At least the guy in that old folktale knew his wife was an old one.]

While the internet had a field day, the real players were losing their minds. One by one, they headed for the detention center.

Tiffany, meanwhile, had been released on bail. Lack of evidence.

She walked out, already turning over plans in her head. Ways to fix this. Ways to spin it. She had no idea what was waiting for her.

“Mrs. Watson, we need to go. Now.”

The driver knew if they didn’t move fast, they wouldn’t get another chance.

Before she could even get in the car, the reporters swarmed.

“Miss Collins, is it true you got plastic surgery and lied about your age to sleep with younger men?”

Blunt. Rude. Exactly what the internet wanted to hear.

12:04 pm Ppp.

Chapter 143 The Ambush at Detention Center

Finished

“You planted your daughter in the Moore family to get your hands on their money, didn’t you?”

Tiffany’s face went pale. What the hell was happening?

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