Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 302

Sebastian’s long fingers tapped the table, slow and steady, shadows dancing under the dim light.

That calm, rhythmic sound just made the room feel heavier, creepier. Macro threw Stephanie a wild look, basically pleading for her to jump in.

Stephanie kept her eyes locked on her bowl, acting like she didn’t see a thing.

‘Why’s he staring at me? She wasn’t about to stick up for Luca.

Sebastian had hammered it into her since they were kids–you don’t go easy on people who’d screw you over.

Luca was here to grab her, and if Stephanie played the softie, she’d get one of Sebastian’s quiet, endless lectures later. Hard

pass.

Macro was freaking out. “Luca’s not clever enough to pull off something nuts like this,” he said, dragging a hand through his

hair.

“Oh yeah?” Sebastian shot back, his voice cold as ice. “So what’s ditching Sofia’s crew then?”

Macro opened his mouth, then clamped it shut. Nada. He was stumped.

He wanted to yell, maybe even praying in tears for Luca’s return.

‘Why’d Luca ditch Sofia’s people? What was she up to?‘ His head was a jumbled disaster.

Sebastian was over Macro’s breakdown. He turned to Stephanie instead, his tone solid. “You’re staying with me for the next few days.”

Luca was too unpredictable–too slick–and he wasn’t risking it.

If she snatched Stephanie now, after shaking Sofia’s team, she might take Stephanie to the end of the world.

For all he knew, she’d haul Stephanie across the globe just to screw with Sofia, hopping borders like it was nothing.

Stephanie nodded, all sweet and agreeable.

Then she stopped, rethinking it. “Wait–I’ve got studio tomorrow,” she said, looking up at him.

Miss,” Elliot chimed in from

shorted out for a

studio? What the heck does that mean?‘ It

stomach dropped, and the spoon in her hand almost hit

more, her phone buzzed. Jennifer’s name popped up.

up fast. “Jennifer?” Her voice was tight, on edge.

bailed,” Jennifer rushed out, panic buzzing

mind went blank.

wasn’t just bad–it was a train wreck.

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sank. A multi–million–dollar client, gone? Her

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adrenaline kicking in. She shot out of her chair so fast it toppled over,

the others were right there—the darted to the side, phone glued

the heck happened? Weren’t we solid with them this whole time?”

design deposit?” She frowned, her fingers squeezing the phone without her

they bail now?‘ Her head

sent–couldn’t stop gushing about them. She leaned against the wall, trying to keep

the other end. “I don’t know. Their business team just called out of nowhere–said the

they say why?” Stephanie pushed,

sounding flat and done.

her brow scrunching up.

walking away–it could sink her studio. A shiver ran through

on,” she groaned. “Is it because we’ve been dragging on the drafts? Tell them we’ll have it

off like that, and now her big

all those designers depending on it. Stephanie’s grip on the phone

“They just said they’re

“Don’t need it anymore‘?” She stood there, blank–faced, totally lost.

lame excuse

up,” she muttered to

paused, then asked, “So… do we have to give back

Jennifer replied, cool as ever.