Chapter 426 A Closed Door


    Chapter 426 A Closed Door


    Ste came downstairs and immediately noticed Abraham wasn’t around.


    What she did see, however, <b>was </b>the butler on the phone, his voice firm and curt.


    “Ms. Ste won’t see anyone from the Reed family. Send them away immediately.”


    She didn’t catch what was said on the other end, but the butler repeated, “Yes. Directly send them away.”


    The <i>Reed </i>family?


    Tessa really <b>was </b>a little gossip wizard. Everything she’d predicted wasing true–down to the exact people who’d show up.


    With Susan in such deep trouble, the Reed family was probably in total chaos.


    As the butler hung up and turned around, he spotted Ste on the stairs and greeted her respectfully: “Ms. Ste.”


    “Where’s Abraham?” she asked, the name now slipping from her lips naturally, even if she still used it formally in front of others.


    “He left a while ago. He instructed us not to wake you.”


    “When did he leave?”


    “About thirty minutes ago.”


    So he hadn’t been gone long.


    She looked at the butler. “Someone from the Reed family came?”


    “Yes. The eldest son.”


    Jonathan?


    <i>Well</i>, Tessa really had nailed it. She could practically open a booth and start telling fortunes. She even got the order of Reed family visitors right.


    Jonathaning to see her could only mean one thing: Susan.


    Her phone began to buzz–Rianne was calling.


    Ste picked up. “Rianne?”


    “Ste, my car’s stuck. About three hundred meters outside the Seats Cove gate.”


    Ste blinked. “Is there a pothole?”


    That road was pristine–how could there be a pothole?


    “I drove off the shoulder.”


    “… Rianne, your driving.” Ste sighed. “Fine. I’ll send someone to tow you out.”


    “Please hurry. I’m freezing.”


    Today really was bitterly cold in Rivermount. Snow had started falling again–an unusually heavy snowfall for this region.


    Past winters were cold, sure, but not like this. They usually saw a dusting of snow at most–nothing like the inches piling up


    now.


    ncing out the window, Ste saw that the snow really had started umting. “Got it.”


    But what was Rianne doing at Seats Cove? They hadn’t made ns to meet today.


    After hanging up, Ste turned to the butler. “Send someone to tow Rianne out. Her car’s stuck.”


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    Chapter 426 A Closed Door


    “Yes, ma’am.”


    He moved quickly to fulfill the request.


    Ste headed to the dining room for breakfast. The house staff swiftly brought out her usual favorites.


    The congee was soft and warm, just the way she liked it.


    But she stared at it without appetite.


    She hadn’t been very hungrytely, no matter how well–prepared the meals were.


    <b>+5 </b>Free Coins


    Warmth and cold.


    In Seats Cove, the two extremes were ying out in perfect contrast.


    JAfter asking about Jonathan, Ste no longer spared the matter a second thought.


    She was indifferent now.


    As indifferent as they once were toward her.


    Inside the warmth of the vi, she sat in silence.


    Meanwhile, at the Seats Cove gate, Jonathan waited in the cold.


    Even sitting in the car, he couldn’t block out the chill.


    The driver returned. “Sir, Ms. Ste refuses to see you.”


    That answer sank deep into Jonathan’s heart.


    It wasn’t unexpected–but it still stung.


    He closed his eyes. <i>Ste’s </i><i>coldness </i>now… <i>it </i><i>was </i><i>ten </i><i>times </i><i>worse </i><i>than </i><i>how </i><i>the </i><i>Reed </i><i>family </i><i>treated </i><i>her </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><i>past</i>.


    “Did she leave any message for me?”


    He didn’t know why he asked. Maybe he was hoping for something–anything. Even if she cursed him out, it would mean she still had <i>something </i>left to say.


    But once again, he was wrong.


    Ste hadn’t left him <i>anything</i><i>. </i>


    To her, the Reed family no longer existed.


    The driver shook his head. “No message. It wasn’t Ms. Ste who answered. It was the butler.”


    A <i>butler</i>.


    Once upon a time, seeing Ste wouldn’t have required an appointment, let alone approval. Now, just speaking to her involvedyers of obstruction.


    <i>She’s </i>our <i>blood</i><i>… </i>Jonathan thought.


    How <i>did </i><i>it </i><i>get </i><i>this </i><i>far</i><i>? </i>


    He closed his eyes again, a tense, dangerous aura coiling around him.


    The driver spoke again, cautiously. “Should we go?”


    Jonathan opened his eyes, sharp and cold. “Call again. Tell them I have something important to say.”