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.

before he could finish, her

blocking

totally confused.

the butler,

4492

going, “She’s crying her eyes out, making a whole scene. Get this–she used to talk smack about you, saying you were some country bumpkin

who’s the drama queen now?” Ella’s voice

could already hear Caitlin’s raspy

annoying as hell. She

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

butler replied,

1/3

Chapter 308

the call ended, Sephire caught Elts throwing shade at Calin, Pulling the ministr own kid Only a

Jude

dug this huse yourself, 13ix added her tone dripping with

families had the cory, tight–kit mom

Harts lost Stephanie once you’d think they’d hold her

enem turned it into a train sereck

she didn’t know how to play parent–the treated Tyler and Olivia like they

footsteps

Jennifer walked through the door, Caitlin dragging

me a

problem.” Ella replied, propping herself against the doorframe, not moving

to take them to the greenhouse lounge next door, but he

Stephanie met with any Harts, stick close and

called it. The Harts would find a

were, still clueless, acting like desperate

Caitlin looked like she’d aged ten years in

coffee mug, taking a slow sip, not even glancing

sat across from her, fuming. That laid–back vibe

the heavy quiet and