Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 308

When Sebastian left, he hauled Macro out by the collar like a rowdy kid.

That mouth of his–sometimes Sebastian wanted to tape it shut and add some glue for good measure.

After lunch, Stephanie wandered into the sunroom, plopping down to wait for Ella,

The place was warm, with huge windows showing off a snowy scene–white piles and icicles glinting on the branches outside.

The butler peeked in, voice quiet. “Miss?”

“What’s up?” Stephanie glanced his way.

“There’s a Mrs. Hart at the gate. Says she wants to see you,” the butler said, cool as ever.

Hart? Caitlin? Stephanie’s brow scrunched up.

“Caitlin Hart?” she asked.

“Yes.” The butler nodded.

Stephanie raised an eyebrow. Showing up now? Easy guess–she was here about Tyler.

Or probably, she was here for Tyler and Olivia. Stephanie smirked to herself, not impressed.

“Tell her no,” Stephanie said, keeping it short.

Her old number was done–she’d trashed it last night and got a new one. The Hart family couldn’t reach her no matter whose phone they borrowed.

Only Jennifer and Ella had her number now.

And those two? They’d never blab to the Harts.

“Got it,” the butler said with a quick nod, stepping away.

about to call security with Stephanie’s “no,” but before he could finish, her phone buzzed–Ella

of my car, blocking me,” Ella’s voice came through,

froze, totally confused.

a quick look at the butler, waving

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her eyes out, making a whole scene. Get this–she used to talk smack about you, saying you were some

queen now?” Ella’s voice

could already hear Caitlin’s raspy sobs through the phone.

sound was loud and annoying as

bit. “Bring her in,” she said, keeping it

butler replied, short and sharp.

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tight–kit mom and

think they’d hold her chose after getting her

so–called enem turned it into a train

to play parent–the treated Tyler

footsteps clomped

Jennifer walked through the door, Caitlin dragging

at Ella and Jennifer. ‘Give me a minute,’ she

problem.” Ella replied, propping herself against

to the greenhouse lounge next door,

if Stephanie met with any Harts, stick close

would find a way to

here they were, still clueless, acting like desperate strays.

got roughed up yesterday, and Caitlin looked like she’d aged ten years in a day.

a slow sip, not even

from her, fuming. That laid–back vibe was like

take the heavy quiet and cracked