Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 357

He knew the Giovanis were surrounded by enemies. Even with the backing of the Lucano family, things had been a bit out of hand.

Sebastian kissed her softly, saying, “You did well.”

After she left Fiorenza, he had gone a bit crazy not knowing where she was. But once he found out she was in Long Harbor, he finally felt a bit at ease.

About ten minutes later, Elliot and Macro returned, bringing a big bag of snacks for Stephanie. She rummaged through it and pulled out a box of jelly, struggling to tear open a coffee bag. Sebastian took it and ripped it open for her.

He watched as she poured the coffee powder into a cup and then added the jelly.

“Wait, you can eat jelly like that?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, it’s really good,” Stephanie replied.

Back when she was in Fiorenza, he never let her eat these things. He bought these just in case she was hungry.

Holding a fork, she offered a piece to Sebastian.

He frowned. “What are you doing?“.

“Try this,” Stephanie said.

Sebastian looked at the brown powder on the jelly with doubt. “Is this even edible?”

His tone made Elliot, who was driving, jump a little; he thought he had bought the wrong stuff, but the supermarket only had these snacks. And since he knew Stephanie liked sweets, he specifically chose them.

really good. Just try

was at

she had really tried everything–spicy food, random snacks, things she never dared to sample with

took a bite. It was too bitter

he said to

an eyebrow. “What do you

most normal one in the Ashford

for some parenting advice,” Sebastian replied casually.

exchanged looks of disbelief, thinking, ‘Parenting advice? For Chris, the

á kid?‘

but Stephanie understood perfectly. After hearing Fred, who was on the brink of collapse, was the one calling, she knew this wouldn’t be

details, but with Sebastian mentioning Fred, he figured it was about Chris. He thought for a moment and asked, “Should I

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Chris still need a spanking? She decided

“Sure,” and then wiped the brown powder from her

on my face?”

used a wet napkin

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stepped out of the car, a wave of heat hit her. She quickly pulled her fisherman’s hat down, worried about

do we have any sun–proof clothing?” she asked, shielding her arms from the glaring sun that was sure to tan her.

ship now; do you think the sun can penetrate steel? You’re just being dramatic,”