Chapter 289 I Will Kill Her Now
As a result, Derrick saw Stella standing in the yard, gloating, while the villa’s servants were so frightened their faces turned
ashen.
By the time they reacted, everyone was scrambling to put out the fire.
The butler spotted him and rushed over. “Mr. Derrick,” he said hastily.
At the same time, he gave Stella a resentful look.
That one glance told Derrick everything he needed to know.
He turned to Stella, narrowing his eyes. “Did you do this?”
The kitchen had been blown up. He had no idea how it happened. It looked like a gas explosion.
Stella grinned like a cunning fox. “I didn’t do it on purpose, okay? I just wanted to cook something for my fiancé
She emphasized the word fiancé heavily,
The butler stayed silent. Who in the world would be lucky enough to cat those foods?
Derrick felt a surge of blood get stuck in his chest.
He glared at Stella, gritting his teeth in rage. In his fury, he pulled out a gun and pointed it at her forehead. “Do you really not care about your d’mn life anymore?”
He still had bandages wrapped around his neck, shoulder blades, and hands.
Seeing Stella’s eyes roll as she examined him up and down. Derrick grew even more furious. “What are you looking at?”
Stella replied calmly. “Looking for the best spot to bite
She ground her teeth like she was about to go for the kill.
Derrick froze. His anger spiked to the top of his head. He threw whatever was in his hand to the ground. If she kept running her mouth, he really would lose control.
He grabbed her neck with one hand. “Believe me, I’ll kill you!”
He was genuinely enraged, wanting to teach Stella a real lesson.
But in the next second, Stella grabbed his arm and bit down hard on his wrist.
‘Al‘ Stella, are you a dmn dog?” he cursed.
Caught off guard, Derrick really was bitten.
The whole trip back, knowing she was prone to biting, Derrick had kept his guard up. But this time, Stella had clearly been preparing. She bit down hard enough to rip off a piece of flesh.
She then spat the bloody chunk onto the grass.
The butler and Derrick were both stunned.
Derrick’s mind blanked for a second. He looked at the bloody piece on the ground, then at the bleeding gash on his wrist.
Derrick completely lost it “Stella, I’m going to knock every last tooth out of your mouth!”
If he didn’t smash her teeth to bits, he wasn’t a real man.
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On the way back, to avoid Abraham tracking their signal, they had turned off everything with a connection–phones included.
That was the only reason they managed to escape.
As soon as he powered it on, the call came through. Thinking about how much Abraham cared about Stella–and what they’d just done in Rivermount–Derrick’s eyes turned ice–cold. He looked like a lion who’d just been cheated on, burning with rage.
He shot Stella a vicious glare and answered the call. “Abraham, have you thought it through? Is your sister worth it?”
Abraham’s voice came low and dangerous through the speaker. “If she loses even a single hair, Derrick, I’ll chop Kelly into pieces and send her back to you.”
Derrick was speechless. He didn’t know if Stella had lost any hair, but he sure as hell was missing a chunk of flesh.
“Heh. Are you still threatening me with Kelly? Let me tell you, Kelly means nothing to me now.”
Stella raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
What the hell is he even saying? That’s his own sister. Turns out, the Reed family isn’t the only one full of monsters.
Derrick said coldly. “I’m running out of patience, Abraham. For old times sake, I hope you’ll do me a favor. The past two years, you’ve nearly skinned me alive. If you keep pushing. I’ll kill Stella right now.”
He was getting more agitated the more he spoke, almost hysterical by the end.
Stella stared at him, the corner of her eye twitching.
Has Abraham’s years of chasing him finally driven him insane? And seriously, he’s still talking about old times? What old times! There’s not even a shred of good memory left between them.
Abraham’s voice came through the phone again–low, hoarse, and full of threat. “Don’t you
dare!”
“I’ve only got this worthless life left, Abraham. Don’t push me
With that, he hung up immediately. Frustrated, he threw the phone into the grass, lit a cigarette, and took a harsh drag
When he looked back at Stella, the madness in his eyes hadn’t faded.
Stella stared at him, stunned.
Seeing her frozen like that, Derrick let out a scornful snort. “What? Are you scared now?”
Stella blinked. Scared? Not really.
She just thought Derrick was pitiful. Abraham had pushed him to the edge of sanity,
