The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 954

**TITLE: She Took 954**
**Chapter 954: Not Afraid**

But this time…

“Are you genuinely being this obstinate with him?”

Rianne raised an eyebrow, her voice laced with disbelief.

Jane shot back, “How much grief do you think I’ve endured because of him and Ariana? Now that I’ve quit, can’t I express myself a little?”

At the mention of “express myself,” Rianne couldn’t suppress a chuckle.

This girl’s tongue was a force of nature; few could withstand the sharpness of her words. They cut deep, like finely honed blades when she was riled up.

“I’m just concerned he might blacklist you in Rivermount,” Rianne replied, her tone shifting to one of genuine caution.

Tempest was not Ethan. In Rivermount, he was a formidable figure, someone who commanded respect and fear.

For Jane to leave under such unpleasant circumstances, especially knowing Tempest’s vindictive nature, was a reckless gamble. He would undoubtedly make it known that Jane was not to be hired again.

If that happened, no one would dare to extend a job offer to her.

But Jane appeared unfazed, her expression unwavering as she met Rianne’s gaze. “Did you forget?”

Rianne frowned, “Forget what?”

Jane leaned in slightly, her voice low but firm. “I’ve got nothing to lose.”

“My sister and I grew up in an orphanage. We don’t have parents to rely on. She’s working for Louis, and she doesn’t have to endure that bastard’s threats.”

Louis, for all his faults, had one redeeming trait: he fiercely protected those who were loyal to him.

Valery might have been just an assistant, but her years of service meant something to him. And Louis was notorious for his rebellious streak.

If Tempest dared to tell him not to use Valery, given Louis’s temperament, who knew how he would react?

To put it simply, he wouldn’t even acknowledge Tempest. To elaborate, he might just find a way to make Tempest’s life miserable, all in the name of venting his frustration.

The revelation that Jane had grown up in an orphanage sparked a flicker of understanding in Rianne’s eyes.

While she hadn’t experienced that life firsthand, the Hale family felt to her like a prison far worse than any orphanage could ever be.

Buzz, buzz, buzz… Rianne’s phone interrupted her thoughts. It was Eddie calling.

She glanced at Jane, who was still simmering with defiance, before answering, “Mr. Eddie.”

“Are you off shift?” he inquired, his voice casual yet commanding.

“Yes, I’m on my way to the cafeteria now,” Rianne replied, her tone light.

“Then bring me back a meal. I’m not going down there.”

Rianne raised an eyebrow, “Oh, okay. Sure.”

“Make sure it’s not meat, and definitely no eggplant.”

No meat and no eggplant? What was even left to choose from?

“Then what do you want to eat?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.

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