Chapter 210 The Debt Comes Due
Susan never <b>thought </b>Ste could have such a powerful influence.
Patrick and Ethan both insisted that thepany’s current crisis was her doing. How could this girl have so much power?
Fighting back the difort in her chest, Susan forced herself to sound patient. “Did you really cause all these problems for thepany?<b>” </b>
Even with everyone pointing fingers, I refused to believe that Ste could <b>be </b>responsible.
Ste tilted her head slightly. “What do you think?”
Susan froze.
What did I think?
Okay, <b>okay</b>. Forget it. I had to stop this immediately.
“Tell me what I can do to make you stop, Susan pleaded.
Patrick had already scolded me several times today. I want this resolved quickly.
But it was toote. The situation had escted beyond simple solutions.
Ste’s lips curved into an innocent smile <b>that </b>didn’t reach her eyes. “What do I want? Two years ago, when I told you that Lillian Reed was behind the car ident that nearly killed <b>me</b>, you <b>asked </b>what it would take for me to believe otherwise.”
Her voice turned sweetly venomous. “Madam Susan, you’re just paying her debt now.”
Lillian, that frail girl lying half–dead in the hospital, wasn’t even worth my attention anymore. But for all I had endured, <i>I </i>would collect
that was owed.
<i>If </i>the Reed family cared <b>so </b>much for Lillian, they could <b>face </b>the consequences together.
<b>Susan’s </b><b>breath </b>caught<b>. </b>“You… You mean….
With a sharp movement, Ste shook off Susan’s grip <b>and </b>nced at Abraham, whose expression had turned icy. “Let’s go.”
When Susan instinctively reached for Ste again, two bodyguards immediately grabbed her.
“Star!” Susan’s voice rose in desperation as their figures retreated. “We promised to send Lillian away after she recovered! Her existence shouldn’t upset you like this…”
Her <b>pleas </b>faded into the night air, only to be met by Ste’s retreat.
Only when Ste and <b>Abraham </b>werepletely gone did Abel and the bodyguard <b>release </b>Susan and Patrick.
Ethan stood rooted to the spot, the iciness in Ste’s demeanor paralyzing him.
As the group left, even Patrick’s usually perfectly styled hair looked disheveled. He turned furiously <b>toward </b>Susan. “You….
He wanted to <b>ask </b>Susan to cut all ties with Lillian immediately; Ste’s anger was clearly focused on her, but Ethan’s presence stopped <b>him</b>.
I knew Ethan’s feeling towards Lillian.
I knew Judson was still cold to us, but the feeling Ethan had towards Lillian might still provide an opportunity to salvage our business rtionship with the Keenes
Susan was originally angry enough, and now Patrick is still angry at her, which immediately causes an argument between
them.
“I didn’t treat her well? <b>Was </b>1 bad to her when I started? Can she afford to be good to me for her?”
Their argument faded into the distance as <b>Ethan </b>abruptly turned and walked away, Jason hurrying after him.
“Mr. Keene,” Jason asked nervously, “what are we going to do?”
Mr. Judson’s ultimatum, to secure Abraham’s cooperation, now seemed impossible. Abraham had dismissed Mr. Keene without hesitation, putting Ste’sfort ahead <i>of </i>important business discussions.
Ethan stopped walking and closed his eyes for a moment, “What can we do? Now that Ste…
Talking to Ste, Ethan didn’t know how to continue it
<b>It’s </b><b>clear </b>that now everything depends on Ste.
His phone suddenly vibrated.
An email from Tower, the butler serving Judson.
As Ethan read the message, his pupils dted and <b>his </b>breathing becamebored.
Jason frowned in concern. “What’s wrong?”
Ethan’s grip on the phone turned bone white.
“Ste” he said hoarsely, “was raised by the Luke family?