Chapter 322

Chapter 322

Macro was toast–his legs felt like they were stuffed with cement.

Even with the bodyguard holding him up, getting dragged around was a nightmare.

Sebastian’s crew knew how to make it brutal, locking him in a grip that kept him stumbling forward. Every step was like slogging through mud.

Then he saw Stephanie stroll in.

“Stefi, come on, help me out here!” he yelled, his voice all scratchy and desperate. “He’s turning this into some personal payback thing!”

Stephanie was chilling on Sebastian’s lap. She glanced back and said, “He thinks it’s good for you.”

That flipped Macro’s switch.

“I don’t want his ‘good“!” he wheezed, barely getting the words out.

If this was a favor, they could shove it–he just wanted to crash and be done.

Sebastian’s hand was on Stephanie’s waist, his voice low and steady. “Why’d you come out here with no jacket?”

The last few days had been rough–freezing cold with a wind that wouldn’t quit.

Snow kept dumping down, piling up in the courtyard like a giant white rug.

Stephanie looked at herself and shrugged. “I’ve been inside all day. I’m good.”

She hadn’t even gone outside–Sebastian wouldn’t let her anyway, fussing she’d get sick.

Macro, still hobbling along, shouted again, sounding like a broken radio.

his sad, wobbly self and gave Sebastian a look. “So, why’s he

good,” Sebastian said, kicking back in his chair, cool as

Stephanie’s lip twitched.

at him, thinking, ‘Yeah, sure, that totally makes

then, her phone

Sebastian, “Need to take it.”

hand drop

and howled, “Stefi, don’t ditch me

you,” she tossed back, not even

thinking that, maybe this would

hand, her

said,

19 Mar

Chapter 322

stomping as he ran. “Sebastian, you’re a real jerk, you know that? I was doing it for

off to the side,

mouth is gonna get him in deep

the hall, Stephanie picked up. “Ella?”

up. “Stefi, they’re going at it–listen!”

yell, “Who’re you calling a

and nasty. “I

fuming. “Both of you, shut it!

you old witch, kept messing with me and Tyler’s wedding- even dissing your

for

real cutting. “You blind, or just into

roaring, “You bitch,

it over the call, Stephanie could tell it was a total mess on Ella’s end–shouting, screaming, the whole deal. Ella’s voice popped in, all giddy. “Stefi, you catching this? Loud enough for you? I can get closer

against the hallway

say you weren’t hitting

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