Chapter 238 A Glimpse Into His World
“Where’s the billiards room?” Stella asked.
“Straight ahead down this hallway, miss. I can escort you, the butle
Stella shook her head. “No need. I’ll find it myself.”
said respectfully.
She turned and walked through the left–side corridor of the living room.
Outside, Rivermount’s snowstorm raged even heavier tonight.
Walking through the warm glass hallway. Stella glanced out and saw under the outdoor lights that the snow was already piling thickly.
The billiards room wasn’t far.
As she reached the door, a heavy hnd came from inside–followed by a man’s sharp cry of pain.
Stella’s heart skipped a beat.
She froze for a second, then carefully pushed the door open a crack.
Inside, she saw Abel, one foot brutally stomping on the back of a bloodied man- a Fleulean, from the look of him.
Abel’s eyes were cold, deadly. The murderous aura radiating from him was so thick it seemed he could crush the man beneath his boot at any moment
On a sofa nearby, Abraham sat languidly, legs crossed, a cigar between his fingers.
That casual posture couldn’t hide the danger simmering around him
The man groaned and begged in terror, “Mr. Abraham, please have mercy! I swear, I don’t know where our boss is! Please, please spare me!”
Before he could finish, Abel’s boot dug even harder into his back
Only then did Stella notice – Abel was stomping directly on a fresh, gaping wound.
With each grind of his foot, more blood seeped out.
“Cooka, do you really want to die here tonight?” Abel said, voice terrifyingly calm.
Then, with the ease of long practice, he drew a pistol from his waistband – the click of it cocking filled the room.
The muzzle pressed right against the man’s forehead.
Cooka shook like a leaf. “Mr. Abraham, I swear, I really don’t know! I-
“Bang-“”
The pitiful begging was cut off instantly,
Stella’s heart jolted violently.
Her fingers slipped against the doorframe with a soft thud.
The noise was tiny – barely audible but inside, all the men immediately reacted.
Abraham and Abel both turned toward the door.
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Abel froze for half a second when he saw her, “Miss?”
Hearing it was Stella, Abraham’s expression darkened slightly.
He looked up his eyes still cold, a trace of danger not yet hidden.
Stella’s heart trembled as she tore her gaze away from the bloody scene and met Abraham’s eyes.
This wasn’t the first time she had seen him like this- so cold, so dangerous.
But it had been many years
Even now, memories of that terrifying first time flashed vividly in her mind.
Abraham’s chest rose and fell with a deep breath. “Stella”
Her breath hitched.
She forced her gaze away from the corpse, lifting her eyes to Abraham.
This time, she didn’t turn and run like before.
Instead, she stood frozen for a second before stiffly calling out, “Abraham.”
That single word–spoken in such a chaotic, bloody scene – made the last traces of coldness vanish from Abraham’s eyes
“Come here,” he said, his voice warm and gentle again.
No more anger, no more danger.
She hadn’t run this time. He didn’t have to chase her.
She was hereby his side.
And one day, she would fully understand; this was who Abraham truly was,
And she would still stay
Stella’s legs were stiff, but she forced herself to walk forward.
When she was within a meter, Abraham reached our and pulled her into his lap.
His warm fingers cupped her chin. “Scared?”
Scared!
After all those years in the Dawson family, after seeing this kind of thing more than once….
Stella had long lost the naive fear she once had.
She cast a calm glance toward the corpse. “Was that one of Lancelot’s men?”
Lancelot
She had overheard Abraham and Victor mention that name back at Pluchville Hill
Abraham let out a low hum in confirmation.
Then, without warning, he leaned down and kissed her cold lips, gently coaxing them apart.
Stella’s mind blanked for a moment.
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And Abel and the guards are all watching too!
What are you doing you crazy man!! Just openly letting everyone know you turned the girl you raised into your woman?!
Even Abel, who was usually expressionless, looked visibly stunned for a second.
He had more or less guessed what happened last night…
But seeing Abraham openly, unabashedly claim Stella like this–it still threw him completely off.
