Three Years After They Abandoned Me novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Stella glared at Monroe, and he quickly pulled his hand away.

He looked embarrassed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.”

“You did it on purpose,” Stella said.

“No, I didn’t,” he replied. He just wanted to listen in on their conversation and subconsciously leaned closer, never expecting Stella to suddenly sit down right next to him.

But he really had touched Stella’s butt just now, and it was nothing like a normal person’s, almost flat and bony, barely any flesh at all.

He’d heard a few things about Stella before, and for some reason, he didn’t even know what got into him–he suddenly found himself‘ wondering how she’d managed to get through these past three years.

Everyone was staring at them, so he had no choice but to keep apologizing.

Stella could tell he hadn’t meant it, so she let it slide.

Around half past nine, Stella’s phone rang. It was Jordan calling. “When are you coming back? Do you need me to pick you up?” he asked.

“I might be a while. No, I’ll just take a cab back,” Stella replied.

“If you need me, just give me a call,” Jordan said.

“Will do,” Stella said.

Monroe was right there and could hear every word between them, especially Jordan’s gentle tone. It was almost unreal to him.

In Monroe’s mind, Jordan had always been cold and ruthless. Like what he did to Silas, he’d actually heard about that from Anna. Monroe had asked Anna if she wanted him to help teach Jordan a lesson.

Anna just shook her head and said no. Silas never cared about Fiona, and after all the money Fiona gave the Clark family, he totally had it coming. But Monroe knew he could never be as hard as Jordan.

As for why Jordan had beaten Silas, Monroe had no clue. But whenever he heard Jordan and Stella talking, it made him feel uneasy inside and he didn’t even know why.

When Stella went to the restroom, Monroe also went. When he came out, he saw someone grabbing Stella and saying, “Stella, how could you be so heartless, leaving your own uncle in that state?”

Stella pushed her away. “Mrs. Clark, get your facts straight. It wasn’t me who did that to him.”

“No, it wasn’t you, but it was your husband,” the woman said. “If Jordan can go after your uncle like that, he could do the same to you one

day.”

“Mrs. Clark, give me a break. Are you trying to brainwash me? Save those tricks you used on Fiona. They won’t work on me at all,” Stella shot back. “Don’t pretend you don’t know why Jordan did that to Silas.”

“Of course I know. All Silas wanted was to borrow some money from you people. If you didn’t want to lend it, fine, but why did you have to beat him up? We couldn’t even go to the cops about it,” the woman snapped.

“Go to the cops?” Stella couldn’t help but laugh. “Mrs. Clark, are you serious? Your husband owes 3 million in gambling debts, and he lied to my husband, saying you wanted to invest.

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“And then he asked for 15 million. Is that what you call ‘just a little money‘? The last time he came to me for a loan, you knew I wouldn’t give him a dime, so he went after my husband instead.

“You really have no idea who my husband is, do you? Thinking you could pull a fast one on him? That’s just ridiculous. You should be grateful it wasn’t me who beat him up. If1 had, he wouldn’t have made it out alive.”

Silas’s wife froze. “How can you say that?”

“Why not? Have you forgotten what your husband did to me? I’m his niece, and he took money from my family and even tried to…” Stella’s voice trembled as she spoke.

Stella couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud, and Monroe froze on the spot.

“Stop making things up. He would never do something like that,” the woman snapped.

“Oh? Is it that he never did it, or just never got the chance? If you keep running your mouth here, don’t blame me if I get nasty,” Stella shot

back.

“How can you say something like that?” the woman gasped.

“I’ve already cut ties with the Hayes family. No, actually, I kicked them out myself. From now on, I’m the only real Hayes left. The Hayes family has nothing to do with me. Someone, throw this troublemaker out,” Stella ordered.

The security guards came over right away. They knew Stella was here as an important customer, while Silas’s wife, dressed in a tacky, mismatched way, was obviously not here to dine. Without hesitation, they dragged her out.

She was still shouting, “I’m here to get medical expenses from you. You beat him up, so you have to pay.”

“That’s all you care about. Fine, I’ll give you the money,” Stella said. Stella picked up her pace, but if one looked closely, they could still tell she was limping.

She tossed a single bill right at the woman. “Here’s your money. Don’t ever come looking for me again!”

Silas’s wife looked at the money, her face burning with humiliation. She tried to get back inside, but the security guards blocked her way. She screamed and shouted, but no one even spared her a glance.

When Stella turned around, she saw Monroe still standing there, watching the whole thing. She shot him a look. “Did you tell Anna i was here, so she came looking for me?”

Monroe froze. “No, I didn’t.”

Stella ignored him. It was obvious she didn’t believe a word he said, and just headed back into the private room.

Monroe felt a deep sense of being wronged. He really hadn’t said a word to anyone.

He couldn’t help but think, ‘Wait, when I was texting earlier, I think I did overhear something. Could Mrs. Clark’s finding this place really have something to do with Anna? But why would Anna do something like that?‘

And then he shook his head because he couldn’t bring himself to think that Anna was scheming. Monroe went back to his seat, wanting to explain himself to Stella, even though he didn’t know why he cared about explaining to her.

But he just couldn’t shake this uneasy feeling.

Stella didn’t even give him a chance to speak. She went straight to someone else.

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Chapter 167

Sfeite wasn’t really supposed to drink, but the sill ended up having a little anyway. Whan the got home, she was surprised to find jordan still waiting for her

Her cheeks were flushed, and as she looked at him, she asked, “Why aren’t you asleep yet?!

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