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Chapter 400
Stella walked all the way to the rooftop on the second floor while holding her phone and finally
answered the call.
"Stella, why did you only answer my call now? Didn't you see the message I sent you last night?"
"I saw it,"' Stella replied in a flat tone.
Albert frowned. "If you saw it, then why didn't you call me back?"
"Dad, why were you so anxious to find me in the middle of the night? Is it about me hitting Sophia?"
Albert was taken aback. He did not expect Stella to be so direct.
He pursed his lips and said, "You and Sophia never fought when you were kids. What made you hit her
like this?"
"Didn't Sophia tell you?" Stella asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"She said Keegan was drunk and she helped him up, but you got upset. Is this really worth it? Keegan
is her brother-in-law. She can't possibly have other ulterior motives. She just wanted to help."
Stella chuckled, "She just helped him up? Is that what Sophia told you?"
Albert felt uneasy when he heard her cold laughter because her tone was too much like Rainee's.
"Then, what's the reason?" he asked.
Stella's expression turned serious. "Do you remember the rabbit I had when I was a child?"
Albert furrowed his brows. Obviously, he did not remember it.
"On my birthday, my classmate gave me a rabbit as a gift. Sophia liked it and wanted to have it. But, I
didn't give it to her, so you let it out to let her play with it when I wasn’t home. In the end, the rabbit was
run over by a car on the street."
Albert vaguely recalled the incident. He could not remember the details, but he remembered Stella
crying with swollen eyes when she brought the dead rabbit back home.
"Since we were young, there wasn't anything Sophia wanted that you didn't give her, even if it was
mine," said Stella.
Albert's expression changed, and he softened histone. "That incident was indeed my negligence, but
Sophia didn't do it intentionally. The rabbit was running around everywhere. How could a little child like
her keep an eye on it?"
"Yes, Sophia was young at that time, so I tolerated her. How about now? She's twenty-three. Is she still
young? When Keegan was drunk on the bed, she stripped herself naked and climbed on the bed. Does
she really think I don't know her disgusting thoughts? And, you came to question me on her behalf
about why I hit her? I even wanted to kill her! How dare she? What right does a bastard child like her
have to steal what belongs to me?"
Albert's expression changed. "Who are you calling a bastard child?"
Stella sneered, "What else would you call it? Who would abandon a normal child at an orphanage? Did
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwe owe her for adopting her? Or, maybe in your heart, a bastard child is more important than your own
daughter?"
Albert's face darkened. Every time Stella said "bastard child", it was like a slap on his face. Yet, he
could not open his mouth to admit that Sophia was his biological daughter.
He was filled with anger as he said, "You grew up together since your childhood. Isn't it too much for
you to say that? And, why would Sophia do something so out of line? Even if you saw it with your own
eyes, how do you know it wasn't Keegan who made the move first? With the difference in strength
between men and women, if Keegan tried to assault her, could she resist?"
Stella almost laughed at his words.
He was really doing his best to defend Sophia. In his heart, Sophia, his illegitimate daughter, was
innocent, pure, and chaste. Even if she did something out of line, it must have been the other party who
made the first move.