Chapter 169 You Want to Trade Her?
Could there really be a connection between the two?
Ethan’s expression changed the moment Madeline said it.
Judson turned to him, his irritation barely contained.
Ethan quickly said, “It has nothing to do with Lillian
“Shut the hell up.”
Judson’s glare shut him down before the sentence finished.
“I’m telling you, Lillian has nothing-
“Go. Call his assistant,” Judson snapped, not interested in hearing another word.
Now that Madeline had brought it up, he was starting to think she was right–this might really have something to do with
Lillian
That Reed family girl really is something. A full–blown disaster wrapped in a dying body.
Judson looked to the butler. “Tell him I’ll personally send Lillian to him.”
“Father!”
Ethan instantly panicked.
The butler nodded. “Yes, sir.”
Her
Judson had no interest in further discussion. He cast Ethan a cold, warning look and turned to go upstairs.
Ethan made to follow, but Madeline stopped him. “If you actually want Lillian to survive this, you’d better settle down.”
This was no time for tantrums.
The Keene family was standing at the edge of a cliff. If things weren’t handled right, it’d be the end of them.
And Lillian? The family had never planned to accept her in the first place. The fact that Ethan had been getting so close to her these days–Madeline had long since had enough.
Now that Judson was handling things himself, and if the Luke heir really was involved, then there was no choice but to cut
She gathered her dog into her arms and headed upstairs.
“Mom” Ethan called after her.
Madeline paused and looked back. “Ethan, that man holds the one thing that could destroy us”
Ethan’s voice trembled. “What if it’s not because of Lillian?”
He was desperate.
Lillian was too weak to go through anything like this.
Madeline didn’t answer She didn’t even look at him again–just kept walking with her dog
Chapter 169 You Want to Trade Her?
Stella hadn’t eaten much for dinner
By ten–thirty, she was rolling around in bed, too hungry to sleep
Eventually, she snuck downstairs to find something to eat.
she hadn’t expected to see Abraham in the living room
Abel was
was there too.
She only heard a single sentence. “Sir, Judson’s butler just called. He said he wants to send Lillian to you,”
She was halfway down the stairs when she heard it–and immediately lost her footing, slipping two steps down.
If she hadn’t grabbed the railing, she would’ve tumbled all the way.
Abraham looked up at the noise and saw her gripping the railing, wide–eyed and shaken.
His gaze darkened. He put down the laptop on his legs and strode toward her.
Without saying a word, he scooped her up. “You’re a grown woman. How do you still trip on stairs?”
Stella pouted.
It’s not my fault—what Abel just said was horrifying.
The Keene family wanted to send Lillian to Abraham? What the hell did that even mean?
Were they trying to bribe him? Trade a woman for influence?
And of all people, they picked a half–dead girl like Lillian? Was that supposed to be flattering or an insult?
Abraham carried her down the stairs.
Noticing her in a thin sleep dress, he grabbed his coat off the couch and tossed it to her.
Stella caught it and wrapped herself up.
It still had a bit of Abraham’s warmth.
What are you doing up so late?” Abraham asked.
Stella hesitated
Finished
She wanted to say she was hungry–but didn’t know if he’d let her eat. He was usually strict about late–night food. He always had rules about what to eat and when.
But she was seriously starving tonight.
I’m hungry
She looked pitiful as she
– just two sin all words.
Abraham raised an eyebrow. “You ate plenty at dinner”
Sure, she only had one bowl of rice–but she ate a lot of side dishes. It wasn’t a light meal
Stella blinked up at him, eyes big and watery.
Chapter 169 You Want to Trade Her?
Abel couldn’t stand to watch.
“Should I tell the kitchen to make something?”
The poor girl looked hall dead from hunger.
Finished
Abraham was strict with her food intake–Abel had always known that. Honestly, from what he remembered, Stella probably never got to eat her fill
Just as the words left Abel’s mouth, Alabam shot him a look.
