The wrong girl 292

Chapter 292 He Was So Possessive 

Derrick finally left. 

Stella glanced at the ashtray that had fallen to the floor. She still felt a lingering fear. 

But at least Derrick didn’t insist on sharing a room with her anymore. 

Stella thought that once Derrick left, everything would be over. 

But instead, he sent over a maid to stay in the room with her. 

From what Stella observed, this maid even knew some martial arts. 

After being put through all that by Derrick, Stella took another shower. When she came out, she saw the maid carrying a blanket over to the sofa. “Ms. Dawson, sorry to bother you the maid said politely. 

Stella grew even more frustrated. What a b’stard. He’s really that set on having someone watch me? Can’t even let me be alone for a second! 

I’m not used to sleeping with other people,” she said coldly. 

“Sorry, you’ll have to tell Mr. Derrick that, the maid replied, bowing slightly. 

Stella blinked 

Yeah, tell him. As if I want to talk to him nicely. 

She dried her hair, threw the towel aside, and got straight into bed. Seeing that she had finally settled down, the maid let out a quiet sigh of relief. 

Stella had caused a huge commotion at the other villa during the day, almost burning someone alive. Now she finally calmed down. 

After sending a quiet report to Derrick, the maid lay down as well. 

In the room on the other side. Derrick lounged in a half–open robe, holding a glass of red wine. 

He glanced at the photo the maid sent him. There was just a small lump under the blanket–no sign of Stella. 

He didn’t even have to think about it. She clearly wasn’t happy with his arrangement and had hidden under the covers out of 

anger. 

The corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile. “Even now, she still dares to act so stubborn.” 

Sebastian Tom, hearing this, glanced at his phone instinctively. “You seriously brought back Ms. Dawson?” 

Just thinking about it made Sebastian break out in a cold sweat. 

Abraham treated that sister of his like she was made of gold. Sebastian had no clue Derrick’s little trip was actually to snatch Stella–the girl Abraham had just tracked down. That was obviously a direct slap to Abraham’s face. 

Seeing Derrick’s indifferent expression, Sebastian felt like losing it. “I mean seriously, if you were that desperate, you just dragged Marie back! Don’t tell me you actually took that old joke about a marriage promise seriously?” 

could ve 

Back when Abraham’s father was alive, he’d joked about marrying Stella to Derrick once she grew up. Abraham had always 

been irritated about it. 

After all, Abraham practically raised Stella himself. Of course he wouldn’t want anyone else making decisions about her 

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“Is he even her elder? Derrick asked coldly. 

Sebastian was speechless. 

The look on Derrick’s face made Sebastian uneasy 

Tm telling you, don’t act recklessly. You seriously don’t know how Abraham feels about Ms. Dawson?” 

That guy 

was so 

so possessive. If someone even looked at Stella too long, he’d want to gouge their eyes out 

And now Derrick had kidnapped her. This was a disaster waiting to happen. 

“Right now you’re focused on getting that thing from Abraham, yeah? Once you get it, you will send her back, right?” 

He thought of the document Derrick needed, still in Abraham’s hands. Maybe that explained this whole elaborate setup. 

But it didn’t seem like that was Derrick’s only goal. 

Derrick raised an eyebrow at Sebastian. “Return her?” 

“What do you mean by that? Don’t tell me you’re thinking of keeping her! Derrick, I’m warning you. 

Sebastian was at a complete loss for words. 

Everyone in Falvaria knew Stella was probably Abraham’s one soft spot. When a person’s weakness is so obvious, no one darest 

to touch it. 

But Derrick was the first to do just that. 

“Did you forget how Abraham hunted you down for years?” 

For the past few years, Derrick hadn’t had a single peaceful day. Whatever he tried to do, Abraham would interfere. All because he once made a move on Stella. 

Now he wanted the item and the girl. 

Might as well have dug his own grave already. 

Derrick’s voice turned cold. “If I don’t do this, how will the Tom family be completely destroyed?” 

At that. Sebastian’s chest tightened. 

Just the mention of the Tom family made his heart ache. 

“Your dad really was ruthless to you,” he muttered. 

Derrick put down the wine glass, silent. 

He was just about to pick up his phone when a faint wmp came from somewhere. 

He didn’t pay much attention 

Sebastian kept rambling. Listen, Abraham’s not someone you can mess with. You’re at a critical point right now. Don’t lose your mind.”