Chapter 320

Sebastian’s phone buzzed again, the screen glowing as he lounged on the couch.

He checked the number, dropped the teasing vibe, and headed to the study.

Stephanie’s phone rang right after–Ella, practically buzzing with excitement. “Oh my God, Stefi, you won’t believe this- huge news!”

Stephanie flopped deeper into the couch, all chill. “What’s so huge?”

To her, now nothing could beat Chad strolling through Rose Luxe with a lady and a stroller. That was already wild enough.

Ella had a nose for drama–gossip was basically her sixth sense.

She could walk into any room and catch something juicy. Those ears? Like radar on steroids.

Ella’s voice crackled through. “Three scoops: one’s Chris, one’s Chad, one’s Caitlin. Pick your flavor!”

Stephanie paused, fingers tapping the armrest lightly.

“Whatever, just spill it,” she said, dragging the words out.

To her, those three were all the same kind of train wreck.

Ella paused for a sec, then jumped in. “Mrs. Hart’s hunting a match for Chris. Word’s already spreading.”

Stephanie’s brow lifted. “Olivia’s gonna flip when she hears that.”

Olivia and Chris? Obvious sparks–love? Eh, she’d bounced through a bunch of guys overseas, then came back acting like the loyal ex.

Not love? Maybe, but in Long Harbor, she stuck to him like a shadow.

Before Ella could chime in, Stephanie cut in. “Everyone knows about him and Olivia. Who’d still sign up to marry him

now?”

tanked herself, Chris was a hot

everything up, no solid Long Harbor family with any

the biggest name in Long Harbor. Tons of people are dying for

at the

slept on the Ashford family’s pull in Long Harbor. That kind of weight

Sebastian’s deal–stocks crashing for a bit–but

most.

hustles keeping them afloat. Roughed up, not ruined–their

that ore fiasco? They’d buried it good. Barely anyone knew the real story; to most, it was

rushing Chris into a wedding to shake off the Hart family’s “sick

Chris to tie the knot fast and ditch the mess? It

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sly grin sneaking in. “Should we

as hell, like she was grinning

Once she got wind, Olivia was next. That fuse was

troublemakers, cracking up over

rolling her eyes. “If Mayra blabs, that’s peak

snorted. “Olivia thinks she’s got a

a secret–except to Olivia, who still didn’t see it, calling her

nodded, wandering to the

kicked up. “That kid? Ninety percent Chad’s. I’d

mouth agape. “How

puffed up

that up so fast? Stephanie had to give it to

“Keeping

Chad

week? That baby had to be his–no one’s buying a different tale.

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