Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 297

Chapter 297

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“You little–okay, he screwed up, but I put a stop to it after, didn’t I? You didn’t even get hurt,” Caitlin said, her voice thick and whiny, like she was the one wronged.

Stephanie let out a dry laugh, one side of her mouth twitching up. “Oh, got it. So I’m always the bad guy here, huh?”

Caitlin fumbled. “I…”

Stephanie’s dig hit her hard, tightening her chest like a weight had dropped on it.

“I’ve always wanted us to get along. Why do you have to act like this? I’ve been trying so hard to keep things cool,” Caitlin said, her voice shaky and full of seemingly hurt.

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Her voice climbed, cracking with feeling. “Olivia’s out there with no help, Tyler’s got one hand left, and the company’s about to crash.”

“And this is what I get for begging you to come back? Stephanie, tell me–what else are you gonna do to us?” Caitlin’s scream ripped through the phone, raw and frantic.

Stephanie watched her play the victim card, like it was all her fault. Her heart went cold.

This lady–her mom? She scoffed quietly to herself.

Stephanie snorted, voice still steady. “Pretty sure I’m the one who paid first.”

“I’ve almost died because of you guys more than once.” She leaned on the window, staring out at nothing.

There was that mess with Olivia, then Tyler coming at her three different times. The third time, she’d smashed one of his hands–and that finally shut him up.

pausing, “but if someone messes with me, I mess back. If you really feel sorry for Olivia

them to stay the hell away from me. And drop the ‘family‘ act–we were never

one who ends up swinging. Then you still point at me like I’m the

tongue,

on the Harts–short, simple,

it was a setup. Got her butt kicked how many times now? Still didn’t

Caitlin stuttered, stuck on a loop with nothing to

a sentence out, Stephanie ran out of

Whatever “price” they’d paid, she figured they were

she got back to Fiorenza, the Hart family would find every excuse

was over playing nice–she didn’t have the

to Elliot and said, sharp

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with him–those cold, piercing eyes that reminded her so much of Sebastian’s–her mind flicked back to that time

still creeped her out a little. Her knees even

as soon as Elliot saw it was her, the ice in his stare melted.

head, keeping it casual but firm. “Hey,

more dodging it. Her

Harts even pull it off–Borrowing one phone after another, call

last few weeks, they must’ve used

anymore. Stephanie was ready to throw them into the black hole of no–contact, where she’d

he caught Stephanie mid–chat, and she was dead–set on

the study and grab her a new phone,”