Chapter 73 Blocked
Jonathan <b>was </b>also there.
Ethan was called away by Madeline with a phone call.
After learning the full story, Patrick’s face darkened.
Susan said. “What does she think of us? Like we’re fools?”
“Alright. Morn, don’t get angry. I think she must have felt that the money we gave her wasn’t enough She could have just told us. We… Lillian paused as she was speaking-
But even without finishing her sentence, everyone in the room <b>had </b>already decided that Ste was being unreasonable. They even assumed that the money she earned was not clean. Now, everyone was thinking about how to shut down her studio.
After leaving Lillian’s hospital room, Patrick instructed his assistant to contact Ste. The assistant had to change phones a few times before finally reaching Ste. Ste was <b>about </b>to y a game when she received the call.
Patrick’s assistant <b>said</b>. “Miss, sir is at the cafe <b>across </b>from Kingston Heights. Pleasee out for a moment.”
Ste raised an eyebrow. “What if I don’t!”
“Then, ‘m afraid you won’t be able to keep your studio. <b>The </b>assistant’s tone was particrly firm.
Another threat? Ste snorted. “Let him try shutting it down. I’ll see if he can actually do it”
If they were going to make threats, they should stop talking and act. They’d been threatening <b>her </b>for days, freezing her cards, and now this.
She hung up the phone without any courtesy.
On the other end, the assistant was stunned for a moment after hearing the call disconnect, then looked toward Patrick. The waiter had just ced the coffee Patrick ordered and was walking away. Seeing the strange expression on <b>his </b>assistant’s <b>face</b>, Patrick frowned. “What’s wrong?”
The assistant replied, “She said, if you are so capable, then go ahead and shut down her studio. She won’t see you.”
Patrick’s face turned dark as he heard <b>this</b><b>. </b>
“Ahem! This ingrate. You didn’t tell her I’m here at the cafe?”
“I did, but she won’te!”
Then <b>go </b><b>knock </b>on the door and get her out. Patrick was fuming. “Forget it, I’ll go myself.
He hadn’tmunicated with <b>Jonathan </b>and didn’t <b>know </b><b>that </b>Ste no longer lived at Kingston Heights.
So, he marched over angrily to knock on her door, only to <b>knock </b>for over ten minutes with no response.
“Ste, open the door
It was silent. The knocking was so loud <b>that </b>eventually, the neighborsined, and even the property management had to get involved.
Patrick stormed downstairs, only to look up and see that Ste’s windows werepletely dark.
“she not home? What time <b>is </b>it?”
The assistant checked <b>his </b>phone. It’s already past 10
“A young girl, yet not even home by this hour. When she didn’t want to stay at wut then”
at the Reed family. I should have let her move
“I was using the cafe’s phone to <b>call</b>. She’s blocked my number.”
The word “blocked” was enough to make him furious. Now, she was blocking <b>anyone </b>who tried to contact her–even her father. Patrick <b>was </b>livid. When he got back to the <b>hospital</b>, he began scolding Susan. He med her for not raising Ste properly all these years, especially when Ste came back.
Susan was also furious. “What do you mean I didn’t raise her properly? With her attitude, who could raise her? You?” Did I not want to take care of her!
These years, Ste had been obsessed with Lillian. Even though Lillian was kicked out of the Reed family, Ste didn’t want to <b>stay </b>there either. <b>She </b>would’ve taken care of things if Ste <b>had </b>given her the chance.
“Dad. Mom, stop arguing.”
When Lillian saw them arguing, she became so agitated that her body started convulsing, clearly in great difort. Patrick and Susan were both startled when they saw <b>this</b>.
Susan screamed, “Lillian, <b>what’s </b>wrong? Don’t scare <b>me</b>! Doctor, call the doctor! Hurry!”
At the Keene estate. Madeline saw Ethan with a cast on his arm and frowned “<b>What </b>happened to you again? And your face!”
After two nights of fighting with Abraham, Ethan had a bruise on his face <b>that </b>made him look even more menacing.
His arm was in a cast, clearly from <b>a </b>fight.
Ethan replied. “It’s nothing. Why are you looking for me thiste?”
“It’s your father. He’s waiting for you in the study”
Ethan nodded and turned to leave. Madeline looked at his back, her gaze lingering on the cast on his arm, deep in thought.