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.

him off balance. He almost fell

twisting out of the way just

catch himself, and he groaned, pain scrunching

happening?” he snapped, annoyance cutting through

doubled as a bodyguard–glanced back from the front. “Sir,

a smug little spark in his eyes.

up with?” He stretched the words out, slow and sharp, digging at her on purpose.

holding Stephanie anymore–her hands

lit her fuse. Stephanie jumped up and slapped him hard across the face, the crack

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

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dark, something ugly flashing

“This little stick? Bet it’d

and her temper had

Stephanie felt like a trapped animal–years torn from Sebastian because of the Casalinis, and no way to let out all that bottled–up rage.

her fury ready to

faze her one bit. She lunged and chomped down on his hand,

bone.

seconds, her mouth tasted like

in a sharp breath, pain twisting his

onto Stephanie’s jaw, digging

near ready to tear a piece out of his

mouth open, blood smearing her

hers were shiny with tears–big, watery, like an

and full of hate, slicing right into

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

in her mouth right onto his face. “Tastes like shit–take it back.”

rage twisting his face as the blood

back, the pilot cut in, voice tense. “Sir, they’re gaining on us fast.”

Richard snapped, irritation