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.

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

out to the balcony, phone

he’d left this same spot,

her at least a bit of respect.

other end of the line, it only made Chris more tense.

a while, and when he finally hung up and came back inside, his

glance at Stephanie, looking like he was

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

like she

expression darkened even further, clearly annoyed by Stephanie’s

he was too drained and

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

an order, a way to undo her earlier statement about canceling the wedding.

an eyebrow, her gaze

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stepped forward, grabbing her by both shoulders. “What I said this morning

tone softened, almost like he was trying to coax

it hadn’t been for his family’s interference, Chris had planned to give her

days.

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

I am? Your puppet? You think you can just arrange things

he’d been earlier that morning,

his family’s pressure, he was shamelessly backpedaling.

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