Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 245

Chapter 245

Chris asked directly, his voice filled with restrained fury

“Are you crazy?”

“Mother!”

“She’s already sick with so many ailments. How much longer can she even live? Do you think I’d waste my time dealing with

her?”

Grace’s anger flared, and her words were anything but kind.

She scolded Chris without restraint, then hung up the phone without hesitation.

Chris listened to the beeping tone from the other end of the call, his brows furrowing, deeply as he glanced at Carlin, “It wasn’t her.”

Based on Grace’s reaction, it didn’t seem like she was behind it.

Catlin asked, “Then who else could it be?”

Besides Grace, who else would want Olivia dead this badly?

Wait… there was someone else–Stephanie.

As soon as Stephanie came to mind, Catlin’s face turned ghostly pale.

“It was Stephanie. It has to be her! It must be her!”

If she could take down the Hart Group, then targeting Olivia was only logical.

Chris’s expression turned even colder at the mention of Stephanie.

Catlin was completely frantic. “Chris, you have to save Olivia! What does Stephanie want?”

Hadn’t she caused the Hart Group enough trouble?

really trying to kill Olivia?

“I’ll

herself

she fully realize what Stephanie had

a girl raised by a country family–uncultured,

this so–called

that realization, Catlin’s face

first,” Chris said.

to leave tomorrow morning, Chris. They’re trying to

Catlin choked out.

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his rage with great effort. After some time, he finally managed to send Catlin away.

“Where are Stephanie and

answered, “The private Wooden Villa

Wooden Villa?

16%

40

As expected from the heir of

And this Stephanie…

had been raised in the Luca

a suffocating sense of pressure.

even forgotten to tell Catlin about this. First, he needed to deal

Chris stood up, grabbed his coat, and put it on.

him in confusion. “Go

to confront

Giovanni was there too! Wasn’t this basically walking

back, Sebastian received a phone call and left.

Stephanie had some drinks, she lay on the

was always like this–whenever she drank, her body would feel weak and drained of

she vaguely heard someone calling her from outside.

tired. She

out directly, Kevin couldn’t help but remind him, “Sir, aren’t you afraid of angering Mr. Giovanni?”

“And what else am I supposed to do? You got a better idea?”