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.

call cut off, and right then, a knock landed

little. “Miss,” she

up?” Stephanie turned, tossing it out all casual.

in the boxing room, like, now,” the

putting her phone down.

there too,” the maid tacked on, then waited, watching for

popped up. “Sebastian was there? What was Macro cooking up now?”

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she said with a nod, figuring she’d go see.

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

chair back,

The hall lights threw a soft

passed the glass hallway, then the pool room, show still floating down outside, swirling

way, Macro’s shouts spilled out

keep running–you trying to off me

hit the doorway and stopped cold.

flicked his hand; two bodyguards yanked a sweaty, limp Macro back up, hauling him for more laps.

blinked. “What’s this

serious–Stefi’s gonna hate this.

in a chair, a cigar in his fingers, smoke drifting

sharp–like nobody could touch him. The air

and said, “Ten more laps.” His voice was low, even, not a

it. “Five almost killed me, and you’re adding ten? You want me dead or

checked Macro out–soaked, legs shaking, totally

her first, nodding toward the

in, muttering, “Sir, she is

meeting

“Stefi, come here,” he said, light

His eyes sparked like she was his lifeline.

made it out, no more

chill and keep it

hell–sitting there with that

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

the hammer down.

in one

Macro doing?” she asked, settling in, keeping it