Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 307

Stephanie grabbed a rib with her fork, frowning. “She just got off the plane and took off?”

It threw her off. Her fork hung there, like she couldn’t believe it.

Macro nodded, wiped out. “Yup.”

His voice was flat, like all the energy had been drained out of him.

Stephanie raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t that a win? You know how it goes—piss off Seb, and no one’s bailing you out.”

Sure, Sebastian spoiled her sometimes, but getting him to stick up for someone? Fat chance.

He hated shady favors, even if she begged–he wouldn’t budge.

Macro rubbed his temples. “Yeah, well, she went and pissed off your scary sister too.”

He winced just saying it, his forehead creasing like it hurt to think about.

Stephanie blinked, totally lost.

“Talk about a dead–end move,‘ she groaned inside.

She put her fork down. “What’d she do to tick off my sister?”

Macro let out a long breath. “Took Sofia’s money and ran.”

Stephanie’s eyes popped wide. She froze, her brain stalling out.

Stealing Sofia’s cash and bolting? That took some nerve.

It wasn’t as bad as crossing Sebastian, but Sofia wasn’t exactly a pushover either.

Stephanie grabbed her water. “Is Luca just done with Fiorenza or what?”

She shook her head, mentally wishing Luca luck.

must’ve forgotten how that always turned out.

two clashed like oil and water every time, and Luca never came

it off.

lost her mind this time–too far

gone.

stabbed a piece of food. “Why’s she got to mess

crew to Long Harbor, like she

twist? Insane.

a total circus–Stephanie

pick one to fight? Wait–you still call Sebastian ‘brother‘? Man, that’s a

hand froze mid–bite.

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gears that fast. She

matter now, compared to the fire

face went stiff, and the snapped, “Yocus on

wondering. Oh, hey–how’s Sebastian

He’s been off the scene forever–his

cough–cought Stephanie choked hard,

ridiculous comment was just too much–Stephanie choked on her

watering as she tried to catch her

right as Macro doubled down with another line.

Stephanie struggling, his face went dark, eyes cold

the room in a few quick steps and kicked Macro square

falling off his chair,

looking up to see Sebastian towering over him.

aching shin, he mumbled, “Did I

already forgotten the bomb he’d dropped on Stephanie–like

some detailed rant about Sebastian’s bedroom game, like he was hosting a

narrowed, his voice low and dangerous. “You’re that curious about how I am

her breath back when that

again, throat burning, face turning bright red as she pounded her chest.