Chapter 130 So Now I’m Your Daughter Again.
Kimmy thought for a moment. Could it be… that mant
Stella glanced at her. “Pretty?”
Kimmy nodded, “So pretty, Seriously gorgeous.”
A necklace that expensive–how could it not be?
Stella smiled. She thought it was pretty too,
“Susan still here?”
That question caught Kimmy off guard for a second; then she realized who Stella meant and nodded. “Yeah, she’s still here.”
The smile that had finally found its way to Stella’s face instantly disappeared the moment Susan was mentioned.
When she stepped into the oflice, Susan’s expression already held a hint of impatience–clearly from having waited too long.
She didn’t have time to hide it before the door opened.
Forcing out a still smile, she said. “Where’d you go? I’ve been waiting quite a while. Your studio tried calling you and you didn’t answer,”
Just thinking about those phone calls made
le Susan even
even more irritated.
To get through to her, they’d borrowed every hospital phone they could find–and she’d blocked every single one.
There really weren’t many people this cold and heartless. It got to the point where even trying to reach her own daughter had become a humiliating challenge.
She thought. Once Lillian recovers, I’ll go have a serious talk with that Dawson family. How did they raise her? How could they raise a child to turn out like this? Do they even know how to raise one!
Stella dropped her bag on the table. “Say it. What do you want?”
If it wasn’t about Lillian, there was probably nothing else.
As she sat down, the Sunflare Radiance necklace caught the sunlight through the window–it was so beautiful it almost hurt
to look at
It gleamed so brightly, Susan couldn’t ignore it if she tried. “That necklace–what is it?”
Sunflare Radiance? She remembered seeing it at an auction.
That diamond had been valued in the millions. What was it doing around my neckt
She’d been at that auction herself–with Lillian in tow,
When that giant yellow diamond was on display, Lillian had made it very clear how badly she wanted it.
But that thing was worth tens of millions; the Reed family couldn’t just snap their fingers and buy something like that.
Susan pondered And now? The person who bought it had made it into a necklace, and given it to Stellat Who was the buyer, and what wat their relationship with Stellat
Stella said. “Sunflare Radiance”
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Chapter 130 So Now I’m Your Daughter Again
“What’s it to you?”
Stella’s voice dripped with sarcasm.
Susan’s breath hitched again.
“You-
She wanted to snap back, but remembering why she’d come today, she swallowed her anger
Stella had been cold to them this whole time. But still no matter what, she was her mother and this
“Just get to the point.” Stella said icily.
–
Sitting there nitpicking over where the necklace came from. Does it even matter that much?
Susan took a breath to steady herself. “Rianne and Eddie have to come back. We can’t delay any longer
Thinking of how the specialists kept insisting those two had to be involved-
Susan knew now, if they wanted Lillian to survive, those two were absolutely essential
Stella let out a cold laugh.
“You’ve been dodging my lawyer for days. I figured you didn’t care if Lillian lived or died
Susan was speechless.
Her expression, already not great, turned even worse when Stella mentioned the lawyer.
“I won’t cut ties with you. No matter what, you’re still my daughter. I gave birth to you.”
Her tone turned sharp for a moment–as if she truly cared.
But Stella knew better.
She laughed again, coldly. “You care about me? I think what you care about is what’s behind me.”
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et Again and again!
Freezing her accounts didn’t work. Throwing her out of the house didn’t work. They couldn’t suppress her studio either.
Even a fool could tell there was something backing her. And now here she was trying to play the loving mother here
When they froze her cards, Susan sure didn’t seem to remember she was “the one who gave birth to her.”
Susan’s face went stiff.
Stella went on. “You see the studio making 950 000 dollars”
King 950.000 dolars in
in a year, and what you’re really after is the resources behind that
“You!”
Like the bar the nail on the head, Susan’s face turned even more sour.
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