Chapter 145 The Gamble
What did shame have to do with any of this. Pride didn’t pay the bills–money was the only thing that counted
Lillian stared at Stella’s arrogant words. She gritted her teeth. “Fine. Let’s bet!”
It was just 140.000 dollars. She trusted Ethan wouldn’t let her lose. If Stella lost, she’d have to pay her the full 140,000 dollars.
She thought of that man who’d been threatening her constantly.
And lately, with her being stuck in the hospital and the Reed family assuming she wasn’t spending ruch, she barely had any money left to deal with that man
If she could get 140.000 dollars out of Stella, it’d be perfect.
She remembered Stella’s studio had made 980.000 dollars last year: giving her 140.000 dollars wasn’t unreasonable.
With that thought, Lillian sent another message to Stella: “Don’t forget–you made the bet. If you lose, you pay.”
Stella replied: Yeah, I made the bet. Let’s hope you can face the music when it’s time.”
Stella’s words struck a nerve deep in Lillian’s system.
Stella added: “Don’t you dare whine later and say I bullied you. Don’t start crying about how you don’t have 140,000 dollars. If you say crap like that, I swear I’ll teach you a damn lesson.”
Seeing that message nearly made Lillian pass out from rage,
She furiously deleted all the texts and handed the phone back to the nurse.
When Stella didn’t get a reply from Lillian, she figured she’d shut her up successfully.
She liked to get things straight from the start. God, every time I see her act, I seriously want to rip her mouth apart.
She arrived at the studio right on the hour.
Louis stood up when he saw her. “Stella, finally. I’ve been waiting a while.
That tone–way too familiar. Anyone listening would’ve thought Louis and Stella had some sort of special relationship.
Especially when Louis tried to hook his arm around her neck–Stella instinctively dodged. Guess the lesson Abraham gave him still wasn’t enough
Stella cut straight to the point. “Mr. Louis, just say what you need to say.”
No need for this fake warmth; it made her skin crawl
She casually tossed her bag on the couch. Seeing her smooth, confident movements, something flickered in Louis‘ eyes.
A handmade designer bag, treated like that.
Louis pondered Were the people in the Reed family blend? What made them think Stella had been naised in some backwater? What kind of country bumpkin carried herself with the kind of stratagemor
He thought back to what Sharon had sad. Jonathan’s sister came from the countryside. She doesn’t know anything, and she mbarrases the Reed family
lack then, he’d believed it. But now? Looked like the Reed family had no idea what they were talking about
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