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.

but before he could finish, her

front of my car, blocking

froze, totally

look at the butler, waving him to

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

the drama queen now?”

already hear Caitlin’s raspy sobs through

sound was loud and annoying as

her in,” she

butler replied,

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ended, Sephire caught Elts throwing shade at Calin, Pulling

Jude

this huse yourself, 13ix added her tone dripping with

had the cory, tight–kit mom and daughter thing

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

so–called enem turned it

parent–the treated Tyler and Olivia like

soon footsteps clomped in

through the door, Caitlin dragging behind

Jennifer. ‘Give me a minute,’ she said, voice steady.

replied, propping herself against the doorframe, not moving an

take them to the greenhouse lounge next

left: if Stephanie met with

called it. The Harts would find a way to corner her.

clueless,

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

coffee mug, taking a slow sip, not even

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

and cracked first. “I know what happened.”

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