Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

The conservative elders of the Ashford family were no joke.

Even though Chris seemed to be in charge of the Ashford Group now, those ders soll had more than enough power to t

the shots

That was probably why Chris had rushed back home and changed his mind so racky–deciding the wedding was back on after all.

Chris tried to smooth things over. “Our marriage doesn’t concern Olivia‘

A cold smile tugged at Stephanie’s lips. “Doesn’t it?”

She didn’t believe for a second that Chris would keep this from her.

Just as she finished speaking, Chris’s phone buzzed. He pulled it out and saw Olivia’s name on the screen.

Stephanie glanced at it, and sure enough, Olivia’s name was flashing back at her.

Chris shot her a stern look and said, “The wedding is going ahead as planned. No changes

Stephanie waved him off dismissively. “Go ahead and take the call”

There was a hint of sympathy in her voice–a little sympathy for Chris, of all people.

He was the heir to Long Harbor’s top family, but when it came to his own marriage, it was clear he couldn’t even make his own decisions.

failed to go through, and Olivia immediately again. Chris

the balcony, phone in

left this same spot, he’d been full of arrogant defiance.

was deliberately avoiding Stephanie, showing her at least a bit of respect. Clearly, the Ashford elders had given him a harsh

was saying on the other end of the line, it

phone for a while, and when he finally

like he was

beat, Stephanie said, “I guess… she’s feeling bad again?”

dripped with sarcasm, like she already knew Olivia’s whole game

even further, clearly annoyed by Stephanie’s jab

he was too drained

a banquet tomorrow. You’re coming with me. I’ll have someone bring a dress for

way to undo her earlier statement about canceling

raised an eyebrow, her gaze steady on

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grabbing her by both shoulders. “What I said this

he was

had planned to give her the cold shoulder for a few more

days.

just a bit gemiler with her, she’d be satisfied.

disgust. “What do you think I am? Your puppet? You think you can just

morning, insisting the wedding

pressure, he

so important, but what about mine? If I backtrack