The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 197

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Meanwhile, Susan was seething as she watched the man who had once injured Jonathan now deliver the message.

Under normal circumstances, she would have exploded on the spot.

But considering why she was here today, she held herself back with great difficulty.

She suppressed her anger and turned to Abel. “I am her mother. I need to talk to her about something urgent. What do you mean she refuses to see me?”

Was it supposed to be so difficult just to see my own daughter?

Susan felt even more angry.

Abel frowned when she referred to herself as Stella Dawson’s mother. “If I recall correctly, Madam Susan, you’ve already. severed all ties with her.”

And who exactly are you to her?”

Susan could no longer contain her anger.

Even

ifties had been severed, that was between me and Stella. What right had this outsider to speak?

Abel replied, “Who I am to her has nothing to do with whether she wants to see you or not.

You…”

Abel’s gaze became sharp. “She doesn’t want to see you, so you won’t see her.”

“I’m her mother.”

“No, you’re not. At least not legally. You’re not her mother anymore.”

Abraham had already filed the separation agreement with both of their signatures for legal validation.

So as far as the law was concerned, Susan was no longer Stella’s mother.

Susan’s chest heaved with anger. “I carried her for ten months and gave birth to her, and now you’re lecturing me about legalities?”

“You agreed to the settlement yourself. That signature…”

Abel paused slightly at the mention of the signature.

Then he looked at Susan and added, “Your signature was pretty bold.”

Susan nearly choked on her anger.

Back then I had been angry when I had signed, and I had signed really big and loud. And then Stella had posted it for the whole town of

Rivermount to see.

Even worse, my signature had been enlarged.

I had never been so humiliated.

Just the memory of it made her blood boil.

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The mention of the Reed Group made Susan’s chest tighten even more..

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She thought about what Patrick and Jonathan had told her on the phone, the crisis the company was in right now, and she felt even more desperate.

“Just tell her again for me. Say it’s urgent”

Pestering her like this is pointless,” Abel said.

“You…”

She was beyond angry.

Just as she was about to say more, she spotted Ethan in the distance.

Abel didn’t want to argue anymore and turned to leave. Susan wanted to stop him.

But the moment she saw Ethan walking in another direction, she forgot all about Abel.

I had to ask Ethan if he had really come with Stella,

Abel returned.

From a distance, he saw Abraham working on his laptop while Stella sat across from him with a laptop also.

Both were focused on their own tasks, and the calm look on Stella’s face made her seem especially well–behaved.

Abel just couldn’t understand it. How could the Reed family not like a girl like that?

Stella slid over to Abraham’s side with her laptop. “Can you take a look at this for me?”

It was a picture. No matter how I looked at it, something felt off, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

As she spoke, she picked up a glass of red juice and took a sip.

Abraham looked at the red bottle on the table and frowned. “How rhuch of that did you drink?”

“1!m?”

He looked at her again; her cheeks were already flushed.

He picked up the ceramic bottle. It was empty, obviously finished by Stella.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

This is wine.”

“Huh? This is wine?”

Itho made wine so meert? I had thought it was juice.

Abraham nodded. Yes, it is wine. I had sent for it and was going to heat it up for the evening

Now Stella had finished everything.

Susan had caught up with Ethan.

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Jason which is at beside speechless also.

Susan’s question was so direct, and for some reason Ethan felt a strange discomfort in his chest.

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