Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 309

Chapter 309

Chapter 309

Her voice was as cold as the ice hanging outside, her eyes flashing with a frosty edge.

Caitlin’s bottled–up feelings blew up. She snapped, her voice jumping. “Stephanie, what the hell do you even want?”

Stephanie hadn’t even said much yet, and Caitlin was already losing it.

Now that she’d opened her mouth, Caitlin’s chest burned with anger.

Stephanie kept her stare icy, a little smirk pulling at her lips, like she was laughing inside.

She turned to the butler. “Get it done–have Tyler discharged.”

“Yes, miss,” he said with a quick nod.

Caitlin’s breath caught. She jumped up, her voice shaky. “You–you’re out of your mind! He’s your brother!”

“You’ve already messed up Olivia–now you’re doing this to him?”

She was shaking, gripping the chair so tight her knuckles turned white.

Stephanie flicked her eyes up at her. “Did you forget, Caitlin? We’re not family anymore.”

Caitlin stopped cold.

Her face went pale, lips moving but nothing coming out.

“How could you–you…” Her voice broke, words stuck.

Stephanie grabbed the coffee pot, snagging a new mug and pouring herself more, taking her sweet time.

As the coffee flowed, she said lazily, “Don’t you guys just love throwing your weight around?”

ago, they’d come at her hard, no holding

even wipe her out, she thought

right?” Her voice was steady, dripping with contempt.

Long Harbor, but the

stomping all over this place for years, piggybacking off the Ashfords.

name was mud

up. “You can’t do this! You’ve already left Olivia

cut her off, her voice sharp as a knife. “Choke on

glare sliced through Caitlin, cold and fierce, like a blade ready

say next got stuck, killed by that

Stephanie’s skin crawl more than the

her fingers clenching

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showed her what real family felt like–carved it deep

They’d turned “family” into something she

I didn’t help Tyler yesterday?” Stephanie tossed out, out of

caught off

loyalty–called himself my ‘REAL brother,” Stephanie said,

“real” like it was a joke,

face

a

frowned, still in the

your holier–than–thou garbage–or this ‘family‘ you keep ramming down my throat. Brother? Give

be fine with it–but the Hart take on “family” was like a rusty

knife they’d gladly use to cut her up, Stephanie thought, her eyes

huh, being your darling daughter. Anyone else? They’d either be toast from Olivia’s fake car crash or pushed off a cliff by you, the so–called mom.”

at her, eyes huge. “You–am I really that

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