Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 308

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.

with Stephanie’s “no,” but before he could finish, her phone buzzed–Ella on the other

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

totally confused.

at the butler, waving him to hold

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going, “She’s crying her eyes out, making a whole scene. Get this–she used to

queen now?” Ella’s voice was pure sarcasm.

Caitlin’s raspy sobs

sound was loud and annoying as hell. She cringed.

eyes narrowed a bit. “Bring her in,” she said, keeping

it,” the butler replied, short and sharp.

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throwing shade at Calin, Pulling the ministr own

Jude

yourself, 13ix added her

the cory, tight–kit mom and

Stephanie once you’d think they’d hold her chose after

nope, this so–called enem turned it

to play parent–the treated

footsteps clomped

walked through the door, Caitlin dragging behind

and Jennifer. ‘Give me a minute,’ she

against the

staffer to take them to the greenhouse

before he left: if Stephanie met with any Harts, stick

The Harts would find

here they were, still clueless, acting

Caitlin looked like she’d aged ten years

taking a slow sip, not even glancing Caitlin’s

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

quiet and cracked first. “I know what

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