Three Years After They Abandoned Me novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Eleanor’s brows snapped together, her gaze sharpening with displeasure. “Andrew,” her voice cut through the air, “what is the meaning of this?”

Andrew narrowed his eyes. “Things got ugly just now, but I can’t shake the feeling that this is all part of Jordan’s scheme.

Stella, you are my daughter. I’d never hurt you. Sure, you two are legally married. But without my blessing, it’s doomed to fail.”

Stella felt no surprise, only weary contempt. Their hypocrisy was a familiar, ugly pattern. A cold, knowing smile touched Stella’s lips. “The bride price. That’s what this is really about.”

Andrew’s composure slipped, revealing his shock at her directness.

Fiona rushed forward, layering on false concern. “Darling girl, we think only of your future. Marrying without a proper bride price? How could the Erwin family possibly respect you?”

Stella gave a sarcastic nod. “Fine, you want the bride price? Then hand over that 1 billion dollars you stole from me.”

She added with a smirk, “Haven’t you ever wondered where that fortune came from? Jordan gave it to me.”

Fiona gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Jordan gave you that much?”

“Exactly. So, does that cover the bride price? Or would you rather I sue you again? Last time, you blocked my lawyers. But the Erwin Group’s legal feam?” A chilling smile. “Your influence won’t touch them.

“You dragged our name through the mud once. I have no qualms about doing it again.”

Andrew trembled with fury. “Stella, how dare you threaten us?!”

“It’s not a threat,” Stella countered, her voice glacial. “It’s a statement of fact. Grandma, wouldn’t you agree?”

Eleanor stood tall, her voice ringing with authority. “Stella speaks the truth. That fortune was hers, entrusted to her by Jordan. Stealing it was unforgivable.

“That she hasn’t demanded its return is grace enough. To demand more from her husband now?” Eleanor’s voice dripped with scom. “It is beyond shameful!”

Andrew switched tactics, desperation creeping in. “Mom, think of Stella’s standing. If Jordan pays nothing, what value will he place on her? I do this for her.”

Stella met his gaze, her own burning. “Shall I spell it out for Jordan? That you’re a parasite, bleeding your daughter dry?”

Andrew flinched as if struck, speechless.

“Go, Stella. Leave with your husband,” Eleanor commanded, her tone brooking no argument.

“Yes, Grandma,” Stella replied.

‘The debt isn’t settled, Stella thought fiercely as she turned away. The company will be mine. And every wrong they’ve done? I will collect. With interest!

Stella and Jordan left, leaving the stifling tension behind.

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Chapter 73

Seeing the Altair Karman drive off, Andrew turned to Eleanor, “Mom, how could you side with her against us? She

“Enough!” Eleanor’s voice cracked like thunder. “Max needs a hospital, not your misplaced blame. Look inward. Reflect on the cruelty you’ve shown Stella for years. Were it not for my presence, she would have abandoned you long ago.”

Her glare swept over them, filled with contempt. “And yet you keep pushing your luck–have you no shame left?” With that, she turned and ascended the stairs, supported by Mary.

Andrew and Fiona rushed Max to the hospital. After a series of examinations, the doctors confirmed he had only suffered superficial injuries–no broken bones.

Fiona’s face twisted in distress. “Woe is mel” Fiona walled between sobs. “What curse gave me such a viper for a daughter?

“All these years, I carried guilt for her misfortunes, and how does she repay me? By wielding it like a weapon. By torturing my precious boy!”

Andrew seethed silently, his fists clenched. He felt heartbroken seeing Max like this. ‘If Jordan hadn’t interfered, if Mom hadn’t been there, I’d have beaten Stella senseless–made sure she looked just as bad as Max! She’s growing far too bold, he thought.

Anna’s eyes also welled up with tears, her face the picture of distressed sisterhood.

Lionel stood frozen, struggling to reconcile the gentle Stella he remembered with the image of her wielding a belt against her brother.

“Lionel,” Anną ventured, her voice laced with faux concern, “I’ve been terribly worried. Stella’s behavior is unhinged. Perhaps she needs professional help? It’s frightening. Who knows what she might do next?”

“You think she has mental problems?” Lionel asked, a note of surprise in his voice.

Anna said, her tone carefully measured. “We all know that after everything she’s been through, it’s no wonder she’s become so….. twisted. Honestly, we should’ve gotten her into therapy from the beginning, then things wouldn’t have gotten this bad.”

Lionel’s frown deepened. The brutality of the act–a sister inflicting that on her brother–seemed unfathomable. “Is Anna right? Had trauma truly broken Stella?”

“Oh, by the way, Lionel,” Anna said, “I almost forgot to tell you–Stella’s married.”

“Married?!” Lionel exclaimed, disbelief flooding his voice. He looked visibly stunned.

Anna felt deeply unsettled by his reaction. Her lips forming a pout of grievance, she asked softly, “Lionel, do you still care for

Stella?”

Lionel flinched. The memory of Stella’s bright smile felt like a physical blow. “Who?” The word was a harsh rasp,

Anna’s heart sank when Lionel ignored her question. ‘He’s still only thinking about Stella,‘ she thought bitterly. But to sever his last shred of hope, Anna said flatly, “Jordan Erwin.”

*Jordan Erwin? Impossible!” Jordan and Stella moved in completely different circles. How could she possibly marry him?” “Honestly, I was shocked too. But today, Stella brought Jordan home, and they had their marriage license. We all saw it. It’s real

“if it weren’t for Jordan backing her up, egging her on, Stella would never have dared beat Max like that. He’s behind it all” Lionel stood frozen, his eyes betraying unconcealable anguish.

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