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.

again. Chris then stood up. “You’re right.

to the balcony, phone in hand.

this same spot,

showing her at least a bit of respect. Clearly, the Ashford elders had given him

was saying on the other end of the line, it only made Chris

phone for a while, and when he finally hung

Stephanie, looking like he was

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

words dripped with sarcasm, like she already

expression darkened even further, clearly annoyed

by that point, he was too drained and

with me. I’ll have someone bring a dress for

wasn’t just a suggestion–it was an order, a way to undo her

eyebrow, her

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take it anymore and stepped forward, grabbing her by both shoulders. “What I said this morning was thoughtless. Our wedding is

almost like he was trying to coax her

had planned to give her the cold shoulder for

days.

just a bit

Stephanic shoved his hands away with disgust. “What do you think I am? Your

remembered how certain he’d been earlier that morning, insisting the wedding be delayed because

his family’s pressure,

but what about mine? If I backtrack now, won’t that