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.

she said, pausing, “but if someone messes with me, I mess back. If you really

on, “Tell them to stay the hell away from me. And drop the

traps, and when they fall apart, I’m the one who ends up swinging. Then you still point at me like

She clicked her tongue, so

her take on the

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

stuck on a loop with nothing to

sentence out, Stephanie ran

“price” they’d paid, she figured they were even enough.

the Hart family would

have the energy for

right up to Elliot and said, sharp and straight, “Mr.

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

still creeped her out a little. Her knees

saw it was her, the ice in

head, keeping it casual but firm. “Hey,

dodging it. Her old number was

Harts even pull it off–Borrowing one phone after

few weeks, they must’ve used

anymore. Stephanie was ready to throw them into the black hole of no–contact, where she’d never hear a peep

upstairs, he caught Stephanie mid–chat, and she was dead–set on ditching her number.

and grab her a new phone,” Sebastian said, leaning against the doorframe.