The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 894

“Arrangements?” Marie repeated lightly.

She shot Mona a quick glance. She had already gotten everything she wanted—the signatures, the authority, the control.

Now, hearing Mona’s question, the warmth she’d shown Holt just moments ago vanished; her face turned sharp, her tone firm.

“From now on, you and Gary will each get fifty thousand a month as allowance. Forget about using the family credit cards—I’m having them all canceled.”

Gary froze.

Mona went silent for a second too. Did she just flip on us? Of course she did—one second she was promising to “make arrangements,” and the next, after getting what she wanted, her whole attitude changed.

Gary gritted his teeth. “Fifty thousand? You think we’re beggars?”

Mona’s face darkened. Fifty thousand? What was she supposed to do with that? She was in the middle of her beauty treatments with Dr. Hamlin; her surgery results still weren’t where she wanted them, and the upkeep cost a fortune. Fifty thousand wouldn’t even cover maintenance—what kind of joke was that?

“So this is what you call ‘arranging things nicely’?” Mona sneered.

Marie crossed her arms. “The economy’s tough these days. I think that’s a pretty generous arrangement.”

Her confidence only made things worse. Gary and Mona both looked ready to drop dead from rage.

Then Marie turned to Gary. “You called it ‘throwing scraps to beggars’? Go find me a beggar, then. Show me one that gets fifty thousand tossed their way. If there’s really someone that lucky, I’ll go be one myself!”

Gary’s face flushed. “You’re twisting words!”

Marie grinned. “Then go try it tomorrow—play beggar for a day. If someone gives you fifty thousand—no, even ten thousand—I’ll raise your allowance to a hundred grand. Deal?”

Derrick shot her a sidelong look. That mouth of hers…

Gary’s face went red, then pale. “Who the heck do you think you’re humiliating?”

“You and your mother,” Marie said coolly.

The room went dead silent.

Even Holt was speechless. Does she not believe in at least pretending for a moment?

Mona’s patience finally snapped. “Holt!”

The ink on the signatures was barely dry, and she was already turning against them?

Holt’s face darkened.

“Don’t call him,” Marie said sharply. “It’s useless. This house is under my management now.”

The documents were signed—there was no taking that back.

Mona clutched her chest, trembling with fury.

Gary looked like he was about to explode too. But before either of them could speak, Marie added calmly, “Keep it up, and I’ll take back the fifty thousand too.”

Gary fell silent. Damn this woman—she didn’t even bother to pretend.

They think they can just go to bed now? No way.

“I was staying up just now,” Marie said easily. “Now I’m done.”

Gary and Mona were speechless. Holt’s face only grew darker.

Derrick, on the other hand, couldn’t help but smile at her bluntness.

Gary noticed and nearly lost it. “What the heck are you laughing at? Who are you trying to disrespect?”

“You,” Derrick said without hesitation.

Gary froze.

Marie couldn’t hold it in anymore—she burst out laughing.

Gary’s face turned purple. “You two are unbelievable!” They’re laughing? Now?

Derrick slipped an arm around Marie’s shoulders. “Alright, you can keep being angry down here. We’re going to bed.”

“You—” Gary started.

“If you were pregnant,” Derrick said casually, “we’d have let you go to bed too.”

Gary almost passed out on the spot. So now it’s my fault I’m not pregnant?

Derrick led Marie upstairs, leaving the tension downstairs to simmer even hotter.