Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 312

Chapter 312

Lorenzo looked like he’d walked off a movie set–sharp, rugged features carved just right.

His glasses had hit the ground in the fall, and now those icy, deep eyes sliced through the dim light like a knife.

Anyone tight with Sebastian wasn’t exactly the cuddly type. Throw in that tattoo peeking out from his collar, and the guy screamed trouble–like a flashing red flag you couldn’t miss.

Ella went stiff under that energy, too freaked to even blink, just standing there like a spooked animal.

Lorenzo’s eyes tightened, giving her a slow, cold look–over.

Macro grabbed her wrist, laying on the sarcasm thick. “Oh, come on, girl, where’s your class? Grabbing a dude’s belt the first time you meet? Might as well pull his pants down and get straight to it!”

“I—I didn’t mean to!” Ella sputtered, scrambling to explain herself.

She couldn’t believe what Macro just said. She wasn’t trying to flirt or anything.

Macro eyed her iron grip on the belt and frowned.

Jennifer, meanwhile, was just as thrown. Seeing Ella hooked onto Lorenzo’s belt–of all things–left her frozen, mouth hanging open.

Ella’s panicked eyes shot to Lorenzo. “I swear, I didn’t mean it! I’m so sorry, so sorry-” she rambled, words tumbling over each other.

Macro rolled his eyes. “Then let go already, genius!”

He added, “What’s your problem? Apologizing like crazy but still holding on like a leech?”

Ella met Lorenzo’s stare–those deep, killer eyes–and her heart kicked into panic mode. Her brain just shut down, blank with fear.

“Sorry,” she mumbled again, voice shaky as hell.

Jennifer finally snapped out of it, blinking at the disaster in front of her.

She jumped in, grabbing Ella’s hand. “Alright, alright, you’ve said sorry a hundred times–let go already!”

blinked, out of it. “Huh?”

hadn’t spotted him inside, so she’d

snowy muck, with Ella’s little pale hand latched onto his belt like it was her

out. “What the-?”

started, then

She jerked her hand away like it was

tomato red.

didn’t mean it,” she muttered, dying of embarrassment.

to disappear, maybe melting into the

up, brushing off his wrinkled clothes slow and smooth–like he was too

without a word, he turned

out here? You’re not even dressed for

pulled her coat tighter. “You weren’t coming in, so I came to see

toward Ella, worried. “Ella, you

face was blazing, red as a stoplight.

Bye!” she blurted, head down, booking it like she’d

go.

after her, heart still

wild–especially that guy. His

grinned at Stephanie, all sly and poking fun. “Stefi, your friend’s got some nerve, huh?”

scrunched her face. “What’re you

Lorenzo’s pants off in

eyes went

Macro’s words tripped her up, and she stumbled, nearly face–planting into the

with a glare so icy it could’ve cut through

carefree vibe he rocked with Macro? Gone. Now he looked straight–up dangerous.

hightailing it away, then

way she’d do that,” she said, dead serious, brow all creased.

with a lazy grin.

shot Macro a dirty look. “Keep talking like that, and you’ll die alone, you get

never met anyone who could run their mouth as