Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 321

“Amber flipped out right there in the hospital Called Caitlin out–said Clivia’s a train wreck, accused Caitlin of pushing Olivia to steal Chris, even hooking Civis up with Tyler. It got messy Ella kept going, her gossip engine revved up.

Stephanie froze, her cup stuck halfway to her mouth.

This was insane shoving Olivia at Chris, pairing Olivia with Tyler? Like something straight out of a cheesy drama.

Thinking back, Caitlin’s old begging sessions with her had that same energy

Then there was Tyler–ever since Olivia got sick, Caitlin had him stuck to her hip, wearing him out.

The whole family revolved around Olivia,

Ella pressed on. “Look, Tyler’s been dodging, Amber and the kid lately–no shock there. Now he’s laid up bad because of Olivia”

“Amber didn’t even try to play nice with Caitlin–just went off, Ella added, practically buzzing with excitement.

Ella was loving it–Stephanie could almost see her grinning like a kid with a front–row seat.

Even over the phone, the hype was catching. You’d think Ella was the one getting payback.

Stephanie shook her head, cracking a smile despite herself. “They’ve been shaky for ages. Amber’s got a short fuse.”

Back in the day, Caitlin was a ball of nerves–face all scrunched up like she’d sucked a lemon.

Tyler had stepped up, cooled Amber off for a while.

Now, with Tyler down from Olivia’s chaos, Amber–flush with his cash–was bound to blow up. Her hospital meltdown made sense.

Ella cackled. “Oh, she’s a live wire. I’m sending you the video–it’s gold.”

Stephanie paused, staring at the trees swaying outside, keeping quiet.

“The Hart family’s a total clown show today. The Hodge family will hear about it any second,” Ella said, soaking in the mess.

A blowup this big? It’d spread like crazy–the Hodges wouldn’t sleep on it.

Stephanie hummed. “Send it.”

“Sent,” Ella chirped, then hung up.

and right then, a knock landed on

maid peeked in, dipping her head a little. “Miss,” she said, lingering by the

turned, tossing it

the boxing room, like,

putting her phone

Giovanni is there too,” the maid

“Sebastian was there? What was

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swing by,” she said with a nod, figuring she’d go

in on it, why not? She didn’t have anything

up, shoved the chair back, and headed downstairs.

was huge–loaded with everything. The hall lights threw a soft shine

pool room, show still

way, Macro’s shouts spilled out of the boxing room.

me or something?” His voice

doorway

two bodyguards yanked a sweaty, limp

blinked. “What’s this mess?”

hate this. You’re too brutal,

chair, a cigar in his fingers, smoke drifting up slow and

could touch him. The air around him was chilly, pushing

laps.” His voice was low, even, not a

“Five almost killed me, and you’re

Macro out–soaked, legs shaking, totally wiped, just like he’d said.

clocked her first, nodding toward the

muttering, “Sir, she is

meeting

waved her over. “Stefi, come here,” he said, light but

at her name–rescue! His

made it out, no more cracks about Stephanie. Not a word.

poking around either–just chill and keep it

hell–sitting there with that cigar, looking like some untouchable crime

was Stephanie to him? -Macro wondered–His to call the shots for, his to look out for,

anyone, and he’d bring the hammer

stepped up. Sebastian pulled her onto his lap in one easy move, handing the cigar off

doing?” she asked, settling in,