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.

and gave Sebastian a look. “So, why’s he

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

Stephanie’s lip twitched.

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

her phone buzzed–Ella calling.

Ella,” she said to Sebastian,

his hand drop as she

howled, “Stefi, don’t ditch

she tossed back, not even looking, a little

would

hand, her shoes tapping down

and said, “Five more laps.”

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it, stomping as he ran. “Sebastian, you’re a real jerk,

the side, sighed.

him in

in the hall, Stephanie picked

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

“Who’re you calling a bimbo? I’ll skin you alive

voice snapped back, sharp and nasty. “I got Tyler’s kid–you want to be

you, shut it! Amber, zip

laughed, ice in her tone. “No wonder you, you old witch, kept messing with me and Tyler’s wedding- even dissing your own grandson. What, waiting for a better offer?”

quiet for a second–then blew up again.

got real cutting. “You blind, or

was roaring, “You bitch, you’re SO dead today!”

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 if

lip twitched. She leaned against the hallway wall, not

you weren’t hitting

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