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.

exactly known for going easy–he

onto the couch, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. He

Luca–did they find her or

flicking to Elliot with a mix of

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

fingers froze on the cigarette.

dropped. “Wait,

as he asked, “Left Long Harbor? How? When?”

Sebastian had said about “beat

her out?” Macro asked, leaning in.

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punk–found her that

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meant they’d roughed her up first–The more he thought about it, the more

“How’d they do it? Beat her up first?”

was mad, heat crawling up his neck.

really let

fast.

it, Elliot. Zip it,” Macro snapped, voice like a whip.

temper cranking up

his nerves half the time, but she was still his

home, whatever, but out there? When it

Macro a stare that could chill a fire. “You

chin out, glaring. “I’m pissed, dude. For

again, sounding fed up. “I didn’t

that, the room went

Macro spun

how’d she ditch Long Harbor? You kick her out or just ditch

eyes

guys the slip and bolted

mouth twitched, his face stuck halfway between shock and

kicked up more questions, and his

around how Luca