Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 364

Stephanie kept glaring at him, her eyes blazing with defiance.

Richard tapped her forehead lightly with his knuckles. “Have I been too lenient with you before?

‘He’s got some nerve, she thought, her anger boiling over. He’s the one without a shred of decency

Richard’s voice was a low, menacing command. “Talk.”

Stephanie’s lips pursed into a tight line, her eyes flickering with irritation.

One glance at her expression told Richard she was thinking of sinking her teeth into him again.

They’d grown up together, but he’d never realized how sharp her teeth were. The marks on his neck and hand were fresh, and there was even an indentation on his wrist.

“I said, talk,” Richard growled, his grip tightening. “Are you deaf?”

But Stephanie’s eyes were a challenge, almost mocking him. His threats seemed to bounce off her, only fueling her own defiance. She could see his anger simmering, and it only made her curse him inwardly.

Damn it, Richard muttered inwardly, ‘If you’ve got something to say, say it to my face. He then said with anger, tapping her head with the butt of his gun, “Have you heard me? I said, talk to me

Stephanie’s patience snapped. “What do you want me to say?” she snapped back, wondering what on earth he wanted to

hear.

eyes flashed with anger. “Didn’t I tell you what

rolled her eyes, feeling a mix of anger and disbelief. ‘He’s seriously out of his mind, she

could tell she was cursing him in her head again. He was so pissed off that he grabbed her by the throat. “Tell me,” he snapped, his voice low

you’re a bit off your rocker,”

Clearly, she was seriously pushing it. He warned, his tone low and menacing. Think I won’t snap your neck right

wasn’t afraid of him–or death. In fact, Richard was the one who feared it more. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been hiding all these years, running

ago: In a dangerous situation, fear of death leads to a loss of

If enemies perceive this fear, they have already gained

voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’re brave. Now tell me, did Bernie hand it over to your dear brother?” He

was unyielding. “I don’t

Sebastian are

don’t know,” Stephanie repeated.

for a moment,

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then reached a breaking print, there was on

Stephanie’s voice pierced through the silence Help

finish, Richard clamped a hand cover her mouth, his eyes Hazing with

outside the door shattered the tension “Ruched, mewn Theodore

away from her mouth, but he made a half–hearted motion

face with her hands. But instead of striking her, Richard yanked

sight of Stephanie. “How is the