CHAPTER 192: CHAPTER 192: THE TASTE OF DESPAIR

Clarissa Stanton flung Stella Monroe’s hand away, raising her chin and said, "Where else can I go? Of course, I’m going home!"

"Going home?" Stella Monroe asked in surprise, "Why did your father suddenly agree to let you return?"

Clarissa impatiently dug at her ear and said, "I am my father’s biological daughter; he’s not going to let me stay here forever."

However, Stella Monroe just felt it was strange.

"Your father isn’t someone who would inexplicably take you back. Don’t go back, this could very well be a trap!"

"What are you talking about?" Clarissa furrowed her brows in displeasure and said, "You’re cold-blooded, not even caring for your own daughter, but don’t think everyone is like you! Move aside, I’m leaving!"

Saying that, Clarissa directly pushed past Stella Monroe standing in front of her and strode towards the car.

"Clarissa! Don’t go!"

Stella Monroe wanted to intercept her, but the only response she got was the sound of Clarissa slamming the car door shut.

"Let’s go!" Clarissa ordered the driver to drive on, leaving Stella Monroe far behind.

Watching Stella Monroe’s figure grow more distant, Clarissa curled her lips in mockery.

Now it’s Stella Monroe’s turn to wait indefinitely by herself in the temple, this cold and ruthless mother should taste the despair!

Once the car disappeared from sight, Stella Monroe anxiously fumbled for her phone to make a call.

But just as she was about to dial, a long hand snatched the phone from her.

Stella Monroe looked up, her expression turning sour.

It was Audrey Stanton.

"Big sister, what are you doing?" Stella Monroe asked, trying to suppress her anxiety.

Audrey Stanton said expressionlessly, "I was wondering why someone was sneaking food to you every day; turns out you had a phone... I’ll confiscate it!"

"No! Big sister! Just make a call for me, I have something urgent to..."

Audrey Stanton wasn’t listening and turned to leave.

Just as Stella Monroe was about to catch up, two men in green robes blocked her.

"Mrs. Stanton, please return!"

"No, my phone, I need to get my phone back—"

Stella Monroe’s cries pierced the sky, but the only response was birds taking flight among the trees.

...

Elsewhere.

After driving for half an hour, Clarissa Stanton realized they weren’t on the right road.

Could it be... was Stella Monroe right? Is someone really trying to harm her?

Clarissa shrank her neck and asked, "Where are we going? This isn’t the way home!"

The driver laughed and said, "Miss Clarissa, the master instructed to let you attend Miss Coralie’s birthday party before going home."

"Coralie’s birthday party..." Clarissa repeated to herself, her expression relaxing.

So that’s it.

Coralie must have put in a good word for her, which is why her father agreed to let her return home.

When she saw Coralie later, she would have to thank her properly.

But immediately after, Clarissa instructed the driver to stop the car.

"I can’t go dressed like this; I need to go home and change into a gown."

"Don’t worry, Miss Coralie has already prepared; the gown is right beside you, take a look."

Only then did Clarissa notice the luxurious gift box on her right side.

She opened it and found a finely crafted black evening gown lying quietly inside.

The moment she saw the black evening gown, Clarissa’s eyes lit up.

What a beautiful evening gown!

She held it lovingly in her arms, gently and continuously stroking it.

She hadn’t expected that, despite Coralie’s usual aloof attitude towards her, Coralie was actually very considerate at crucial times!