Chapter 52 

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Susanna asked. “And how we you so sure they won’t manage to buy it? 

She was dying to see the drama untold. After all, Ursa and Tony’s predicar semad live the perfect revere may to wouldn’t relish that? 

the fear lingered that they might actually succeed. 

he’s willing to pay triple its market value. Are you sure the owner of Mist Bay wont be tempted! 

Stella replied, “Not a chancer 

“How do you know? 

“Because I’m the owner” 

There was silence on either side of the line. 

To Susanna, Stella felt there was no reason to hide from her. After all, the truth would be unraveled sooner or beer 

The silence lasted a good 30 seconds before Susanna finally found her words, “I think there might be something wrong with my ears What did you just say? Am I going deal? You’re joking, night? 

Stella’s position within the Larkin family was no secret to Susanna. How could she afford Mist Bay? 

Even if Stella’s studio made hundreds of thousands annually, ten of those studios couldn’t afford Mist Bay 

“Star, how much have you been keeping from me? And here I was, worried the Larkin family might starve your 

Susanna’s voice exploded over the phone. 

She recalled the times she pitied Stella when the Larkin family blocked her card, cursing them for their cruelty. Turned out, she was the one in need of pity, 

“There’s a lot to this story” 

“Does it involve the family that raised you? It seems they’ve treated you quite well.” 

At this point, all Susanna could think about was the family that had taken Stella in. 

by this 

“Yeah,” Stella’s response was brief, 

Susanna sighed, “Well, no more worrying about you starving, then.” 

Stella remained silent. 

Susanna added, “More like, even ten Yoricks couldn’t touch you now!” 

Anyone who cared for Stella to the extent of gifting her something as valuable as Mist Bay was not to be underestimated – not by ten Yoricks, not by a hundred 

Their conversation lasted quite a while until Ronald entered the room, prompting Stella to hang up. 

Ronald, clad in a bathrobe, his hair still damp from a shower, and with that intense gaze, looked like he’d stepped straight out of a romance novel. 

“Who were you talking to?” 

His tone was deep, clearly displeased with her for not being in bed already. Noticing the untouched glass of milk on the side table only deepened his frown. 

Stella said, “Just Susie. Heading to bed now” 

With that, she went straight to bed. As spotting the milk, she reached out, ready to take it, only to be grabbed by Ronald, “It’s cold. Get into bed first. I’ll have someone bring you a warm one.” 

Stella wanted to say it was not necessary, that she could skip this habit of having milk, but Ronald was already gone. 

Soon, a servant brought her a warm glass of milk, which she dutifully