Semua Bab As the Fake Heiress Rose to Power, the CEO Falls Apart: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Stellar was utterly speechless. "When exactly did I bully anyone? If your eyes are failing you, go see an ophthalmologist. If your brain isn't working, a psychiatrist might help!" She fired back without hesitation. Dawn suddenly seemed to realize the situation had escalated and hurried to explain. "Mr. Moore, it’s not what you think. I made the mistake. It has nothing to do with Miss Rivers. You’ve misunderstood." But the more she tried to smooth things over, the more Percy felt the need to defend her. "Dawn, you don’t have to cover for her. I saw everything with my own eyes—her throwing her weight around while you kept begging for forgiveness.“A cold-hearted woman like that doesn’t deserve your apology." That was when it clicked for Stellar. These two clearly knew each other from before. Now, she really couldn’t be bothered to argue. Her patience was wearing thin. "Percy, what does any of this have to do with you? In what capacity are you questioning me right now

Dawn approached again with a bright smile, this time with Percy trailing behind her, his expression unreadable. "I really want to apologize for earlier. Actually, I’ve always admired you, Miss Rivers. Your speech just now was incredible! I’d love to treat you to dinner as an apology. Would you be willing to join me?" Her eyes shimmered with cautious hope. "No need," Stellar replied flatly, unmoved. Dawn’s face faltered, a hint of disappointment flashing across it before she quickly turned to Percy for help. "Mr. Moore, you and Miss Rivers know each other well, don’t you? Could you help me invite her? We could all have dinner together—my treat." Percy hesitated for a brief moment, but quickly masked it with his usual indifferent demeanor. "You heard her, didn’t you, Stellar? Dawn is extending such a sincere invitation. Can’t you drop that high-and-mighty attitude of yours just this once?" Right on cue, Dawn put on a pitiful expression, as if she had been wronged. That

Stellar sat in the backseat with Mary beside her. Sensing her unease, Mary gently reassured her. "Miss, there's no need to be nervous. Mr. and Mrs. Rivers Sr. are both kind people—they're going to love you."Stellar was, in fact, anxious. After experiencing the coldness of the Harlow family, she wasn’t eager to relive that kind of disappointment. From the front passenger seat, Claude turned slightly to offer his own reassurance. "Relax, Stellar. Everyone at home has been looking forward to meeting you. They won’t let you down." The driver smoothly turned the car around, pulling out of the estate. Just as they exited the driveway, Stephen happened to step out of the neighboring villa. His gaze landed on the car, and for a brief moment, he caught sight of the man sitting in the passenger seat. Something about that silhouette felt oddly familiar. He took a few steps forward, intending to get a clearer look, but before he could, the car had already driven past him. …

"Our Stellar is incredibly talented and thoughtful—the most caring little sweetheart," Martha said, her eyes welling up with emotion again. Seeing this, Stellar quickly walked over to her grandmother and picked up the hair clip. "Grandma, let me put this on for you. Let’s see how it looks." "Alright, alright," Martha eagerly agreed. Stellar carefully gathered her grandmother’s hair into a neat bun, securing it with the elegant clip. After examining her handiwork, she nodded in satisfaction and said with a straight face, "Now, when you step outside, you’ll be the most dazzling lady in all of Southport." Martha couldn’t hold back her laughter, thoroughly amused. Laurence watched their interaction, a sense of nostalgia washing over him. For a fleeting moment, it felt like stepping back in time—his daughter had always been a cheerful little girl, making Martha laugh with ease. Now, Stellar’s face overlapped with the memory of his daughter. She was such a wonderful child,

To everyone’s surprise, Stellar simply smiled at Janet’s words."If I’m not mistaken, this should be the work of the renowned painter and calligrapher, Mr. Malachi Law, from a thousand years ago. “At the time, his country had just endured devastation and was in the process of rebuilding. “This painting reflects his emotions during that period. As for the poem, it conveys the importance of cherishing a prosperous homeland…"Janet listened in stunned silence as Stellar spoke with eloquence, citing historical references with ease. Every word felt like a slap to her face.When Stellar finished, she turned to Janet. "Miss Cole, do you think I’m correct? Or would you like to add something?"If she had thought it was just her imagination before, now she was certain—the girl standing before her harbored clear hostility.But why? They had never met before. Where did this animosity come from?"I…" Janet had only thought of using an expensive gift to win Laurence’s favor. She knew jewelry, l