Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 304

Chapter 304

The next morning. Elliot dragged himself upstairs, heading for the study to wait for Sebastian

He’d just hit the landing when he spotted Sebastian slipping out of Stephanie’s room.

It stopped him dead in his tracks. The air felt thick and weird.

He tried to brush it off, turning to sneak away like he hadn’t seen anything, but before he could even she say be bara’s

was busted.

No escaping now. Elliot froze, gulped, and muttered a shaky. “Mr. Giovanni

Sebastian stood there, robe half–open, swaying a little in the breeze, with faint scratch marks showing underneath

Elliot squinted. Those marks were fresh–bright red and hard to miss.

His stomach knotted up. ‘Should’ve waited, he thought, kicking himself. But it was already tite

Sebastian shot him a cold look. “Get to the study and wait.”

“Yes, sir,” Elliot said under his breath, glad for the out.

He hightailed it to the study without a backward glance,

About fifteen minutes later, Sebastian strolled in, pushing the door open.

He’d ditched the robe for a slick gray lounge set, looking cool, sharp, and totally unbothered.

Macro shuffled in after him, looking like a train wreck. The guy was beat–dark circles under his eyes wreating he hadn’t slept all night.

He’d tried chasing Elliot down earlier, but his legs gave out halfway, nearly eating the floor

By the time he got his act together, Elliot was gone.

All night, Macro had been freaking out, wondering if Elliot had messed up Luca. His brain was spinning with worst–case

scenarios.

for going easy–he knew

pocket, and lit it. He blew out a puff

Luca–did they find her

tightened, his eyes flicking to Elliot with a mix of worry and annoyance.

head down. “Miss Vitale… she’s gone. Left Long Harbor.”

fingers froze on

dropped. “Wait, what?”

he asked, “Left Long Harbor? How?

had said

guys run her out?” Macro

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that quick?‘

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her out” probably meant they’d roughed her up first–The more he thought about

chest got tight. “How’d they do it? Beat

Macro was mad, heat crawling up his neck.

steaming. “Man, you really let your crew smack anyone around, huh?”

cut in fast. “Mr. Vitale-”

Macro snapped,

done–his temper cranking up with

Luca got on his nerves half the time, but she was still

home, whatever, but out there?

giving Macro a stare that could chill a fire. “You want

glaring. “I’m pissed, dude.

jumped in again, sounding fed up. “I didn’t lay a hand on

room went

Macro spun

Long Harbor? You kick her out or just

little, eyes

his cool. “Miss Vitale gave our guys the slip

face stuck halfway between shock and confusion.

up more questions, and his head

his brain around how Luca