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 right on her, the

out of the

to catch himself, and he

he snapped, annoyance cutting through his voice.

from the

Stephanie, a smug little spark in his

with?” He stretched the words out, slow and sharp,

anymore–her hands and feet were

lit her fuse. Stephanie jumped up and slapped

damn business. Worry about your own sorry ass,” she growled, anger roaring through her.

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something ugly flashing in his

little stick? Bet it’d break like nothing,” he said, squeezing ‘til it

her temper

because of the Casalinis, and

flipped her switch, her fury

faze her one bit. She lunged and chomped down on his hand, biting hard, teeth grinding into

bone.

tasted like rust–blood, bitter

breath, pain twisting his face, brows digging

onto Stephanie’s jaw,

rabid cat, damn near ready to tear a piece out of his

open, blood smearing her lips as she let go.

shiny with tears–big, watery, like an angry kitten, half

dagger, sharp and full of hate,

draw my blood and you’re the one crying?”

She spat the blood in her mouth right onto his face.

his face as the blood dripped, making him look like some kind of monster.

he could shoot something back, the pilot cut in, voice tense. “Sir, they’re gaining on

snapped, irritation biting through his words.