The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2014

"Roger, what are you waiting for? Start serving my daughter-in... I mean, serve Stella some food," Samantha ordered.

The rest of the table struggled to hold back their laughter.

"Have a spring roll," Roger said, the corners of his lips twitching into a smile. After placing the food on her plate, his hand slipped under the table, gently intertwining with her cold, clammy fingers.

Stella turned to look at him, then cautiously glanced at the people around the table who were watching her with undeniable warmth. A soothing heat flowed through her veins.

"Ma'am," the butler interrupted, stepping into the dining room with a respectful bow. "The Ham family has arrived."

Samantha let out a cold scoff, ladling a bowl of soup for Stella. Her expression turned frosty. "Show them in."

"Yes, Ma'am." The butler nodded and turned to leave.

Shortly after, a formidable group of men in sharp suits marched in from outside. The middle-aged man leading the pack had a grim, severe expression. He walked with aggressive speed. It was Veronica's father, Funk Ham, the Secretary of the International Forensic Association.

The Ham family? Stella's mind reeled as she pieced together his connection to Veronica. Was he here to start trouble at the Gates estate because of her? The last thing Stella wanted was to burden the people around her, especially those who treated her so kindly.

"Keep eating," Roger said smoothly. He picked up a shrimp and brought it to her lips, his voice soft. "Let us handle this."

Stella stared at Roger, her delicate features knitting together in worry.

"I hope you are well, Robert," Funk Ham said, coming to a halt and offering a stiff bow to the patriarch. His face was thunderous.

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