Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 325

He snorted. “Sofia had you for a whole month back then, and this is it?”

Stephanie clamped her teeth down, grinding them.

Richard passed his wine glass to the medic who’d just patched him up, moving slow and smooth like he was on vacation.

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He slipped on a black shirt, taking his sweet time, that perfect hair making him look like some wholesome guy–next–door- clean and polished on the outside.

But Stephanie wasn’t fooled. She knew he was trash underneath.

He plopped down next to her, all lazy and cocky. “What, you think you’re hot stuff to Sebastian? That he’ll always come running to save you?”

Stephanie didn’t waste words–just rolled her eyes so hard it practically screamed disgust.

Richard was her personal plague, always showing up when she least wanted to see his face.

Years ago, his sister had ripped her away from Sebastian. Now here he was again, grabbing her like she was his.

Richard caught her eye–roll and grinned bigger, loving every second of it.

“Stefi, oh my little Stefi, After all this time, you’re still a little brat, huh?” he said, his voice soft but dripping with mockery.

“Don’t you

dare ‘Stefi‘ me with that nasty mouth,” she shot back, her tone thick with loathing.

The Casalini and Giovanni families used to be tight–until her dad died.

Then the Casalinis flipped, kicking her family when they were already down, leaving her with nothing.

She didn’t always hate Richard this much, but now? Just looking at him made her want to puke–she’d rather he be on the other side of the planet.

Richard got up and squatted next to her, staring her down, his eyes locked on hers, intense and creepy.

the chopper jerked hard, knocking him off balance. He almost fell

out of the way

himself, and he groaned,

happening?” he snapped, annoyance cutting through his

from the front. “Sir, Mr. Giovanni’s

at Stephanie, a smug

up with?” He stretched the

wasn’t holding Stephanie anymore–her hands and feet were free.

taste” jab lit her fuse. Stephanie jumped up and slapped him hard across the face,

about your own sorry ass,” she growled,

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ugly flashing in

her wrist, yanking it hard. “This little stick? Bet it’d break like nothing,” he said, squeezing ‘til

her temper had

felt like a trapped animal–years torn from Sebastian because of the Casalinis, and

him flipped her switch, her fury ready

chomped down on his

bone.

seconds, her mouth tasted like

a sharp breath, pain twisting his face, brows

onto Stephanie’s jaw, digging in hard–mean, no

rabid cat, damn near ready to

open, blood smearing

locked, and hers were shiny with tears–big, watery, like an angry

and full

“You draw my blood and you’re the one

blood in her mouth right onto his face. “Tastes like shit–take

teeth clenched, rage twisting his face as the blood dripped,

could shoot something back, the pilot cut in, voice tense.

snapped, irritation biting through his words.