Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

hapter 45

Chapter 45

When Chris walked out of Cloudridge Valley, his head was buzzing, his mind in turmoil.

Kevin had been waiting downstairs. The moment he saw Chris‘ dark, stormy expression, and the bruises on his face, he couldn’t help but gasp.

“So, Miss Giovanni still refused, huh?” he asked.

Refusing to marry was one thing, but hitting someone? Kevin shuddered, thinking about Stephanie’s fiery temper.

Chris shot him a sharp, icy glance. Kevin instantly knew–another failure.

With a sigh, Kevin muttered, “You can’t just force these things. Women need to be coaxed.”

“Coaxed?” Chris sneered. The word dripped with sarcasm.

Kevin fell silent. Honestly, with Stephanie’s stubbornness, no amount of coaxing would work. People saw her as fiery–small in ability, big in attitude.

“Kevin,” Chris didn’t continue the topic. His eyes narrowed dangerously and spoke up. “Find out who that man she’s been spending time with is.”

Kevin blinked. “What? Another man?”

He stared at Chris in disbelief. “Miss Giovanni with another man? Impossible! She is always by herself. Even if someone is with her, it’s Miss Turner.”

In Kevin’s eyes, Stephanie was someone who wouldn’t even bother leaving the house.

She was definitely a couch potato, living off others, too proud to step outside. How could she possibly have another man around?

If it were

for the Hart family, she probably wouldn’t even have Chris, the only man around her.

gaze grew colder and chimed in, “I ran into him. Do you think

froze. “You… ran

eyes, and that face, which felt strangely familiar but he couldn’t place.

gun… That guy was

of those underworld types,” Chris said slowly.

person was–someone like that even existed in Long Harbor. Whoever it was, he’d make sure

he thought to himself. ‘With Miss Giovanni’s temper, how

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had completely shattered

Sebastian exuding danger from every pore.

sitting in his lap now, feeling the tension rise in

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mind, she was still the little girl he used

gentle affection. Instead, his every move

lowered her head, glancing at him. “Can you just ask whatever it is

already explained everything, and now this idiot

eyebrow. “You were

didn’t want my home, the place I’ve lived for two years, to be ruined.”

felt the deadly seriousness in his presence. He was someone who could kill

her years ago. That was when she realized–beneath his soft exterior lay a heart as dangerous

she was certain he would’ve done the

gun around in Long Harbor,” she said

“Are you giving me

her lips. “I’m just saying, the reason I even agreed to marry Chris… Just, don’t

murder was something else. She could never stomach the idea of