The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 426

Chapter 426 A Closed Door

Chapter 426 A Closed Door

Stella came downstairs and immediately noticed Abraham wasn’t around.

What she did see, however, was the butler on the phone, his voice firm and curt.

“Ms. Stella won’t see anyone from the Reed family. Send them away immediately.”

She didn’t catch what was said on the other end, but the butler repeated, “Yes. Directly send them away.”

The Reed family?

Tessa really was a little gossip wizard. Everything she’d predicted was coming true–down to the exact people who’d show up.

With Susan in such deep trouble, the Reed family was probably in total chaos.

As the butler hung up and turned around, he spotted Stella on the stairs and greeted her respectfully: “Ms. Stella.”

“Where’s Abraham?” she asked, the name now slipping from her lips naturally, even if she still used it formally in front of others.

“He left a while ago. He instructed us not to wake you.”

“When did he leave?”

“About thirty minutes ago.”

So he hadn’t been gone long.

She looked at the butler. “Someone from the Reed family came?”

“Yes. The eldest son.”

Jonathan?

Well, Tessa really had nailed it. She could practically open a booth and start telling fortunes. She even got the order of Reed family visitors right.

Jonathan coming to see her could only mean one thing: Susan.

Her phone began to buzz–Rianne was calling.

Stella picked up. “Rianne?”

“Stella, my car’s stuck. About three hundred meters outside the Seaflats Cove gate.”

Stella blinked. “Is there a pothole?”

That road was pristine–how could there be a pothole?

“I drove off the shoulder.”

“… Rianne, your driving.” Stella sighed. “Fine. I’ll send someone to tow you out.”

“Please hurry. I’m freezing.”

Today really was bitterly cold in Rivermount. Snow had started falling again–an unusually heavy snowfall for this region.

Past winters were cold, sure, but not like this. They usually saw a dusting of snow at most–nothing like the inches piling up

now.

Glancing out the window, Stella saw that the snow really had started accumulating. “Got it.”

But what was Rianne doing at Seaflats Cove? They hadn’t made plans to meet today.

After hanging up, Stella turned to the butler. “Send someone to tow Rianne out. Her car’s stuck.”

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Chapter 426 A Closed Door

“Yes, ma’am.”

He moved quickly to fulfill the request.

Stella headed to the dining room for breakfast. The house staff swiftly brought out her usual favorites.

The congee was soft and warm, just the way she liked it.

But she stared at it without appetite.

She hadn’t been very hungry lately, no matter how well–prepared the meals were.

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Warmth and cold.

In Seaflats Cove, the two extremes were playing out in perfect contrast.

JAfter asking about Jonathan, Stella no longer spared the matter a second thought.

She was indifferent now.

As indifferent as they once were toward her.

Inside the warmth of the villa, she sat in silence.

Meanwhile, at the Seaflats Cove gate, Jonathan waited in the cold.

Even sitting in the car, he couldn’t block out the chill.

The driver returned. “Sir, Ms. Stella refuses to see you.”

That answer sank deep into Jonathan’s heart.

It wasn’t unexpected–but it still stung.

He closed his eyes. Stella’s coldness now… it was ten times worse than how the Reed family treated her in the past.

“Did she leave any message for me?”

He didn’t know why he asked. Maybe he was hoping for something–anything. Even if she cursed him out, it would mean she still had something left to say.

But once again, he was wrong.

Stella hadn’t left him anything.

To her, the Reed family no longer existed.

The driver shook his head. “No message. It wasn’t Ms. Stella who answered. It was the butler.”

A butler.

Once upon a time, seeing Stella wouldn’t have required an appointment, let alone approval. Now, just speaking to her involved layers of obstruction.

She’s our blood… Jonathan thought.

How did it get this far?

He closed his eyes again, a tense, dangerous aura coiling around him.

The driver spoke again, cautiously. “Should we go?”

Jonathan opened his eyes, sharp and cold. “Call again. Tell them I have something important to say.”