Chapter 213 Vile Intentions

Olivia’s expression turned grim. “Come upstairs with me, or you’re no longer my daughter.”

As Stephanie seemed really terrified, Elizabeth patted her hand. “Stephanie, don’t worry. I’ll be on your side.”

At that sight, Olivia trembled in rage.

As the guests milling in the hall were important guests to the Clintons, they might think Olivia and Stephanie were involved in a fight.

Worried for Olivia, Tiffany declared furiously, “Ms. Clinton, I know I’m not supposed to butt in, as I’m an outsider, but Mrs. Clinton is your mother. She won’t harm you! Look at you, hiding behind an outsider. Don’t you know you’re hurting her with your actions?”

Stephanie glared at her and retorted, “Scram! You’re nothing but a small fry. How dare you cozy up to us? I’m a real Clinton, but you’re just an imposter. Even if my mom wants to take you as her goddaughter, you won’t get a cent from the Clinton family’s wealth. Dream on!”

Tiffany couldn’t help but snicker at how ridiculous Stephanie’s thought was. Doesn’t she have anything better to do than letting her imagination run wild? Do I look like a gold digger?

Olivia gave Stephanie a warning look. “Come with me, now.”

Biting her lip, Stephanie suddenly dashed out from behind Elizabeth and went on her knees in front of Olivia. “Mom, I’m sorry,” she wailed.

The guests were already casting curious looks in their direction, so her sudden action immediately caught their attention.

Olivia nearly lost herself. “Stephanie, stand up right now.”

Alas, Stephanie shook her head stubbornly and refused to budge.

Owen, Oscar, and Amelia hastily strode over to them.

With a frown, Owen chided, “Stephanie, what are you doing? Hurry, get up. It’s your nephew’s welcome baby party today. Why are you making a scene? Are you trying to make us a laughingstock?”

After glowering at Amelia, Stephanie cried out, “Dad, I just want to come home. You’ve reprimanded me and kicked me out so I can be independent. After half a month, I know I’m nothing without the Clinton family. Please let me come home. I don’t want to eat junk food out there and wear cheap clothes. Look, I’ve lost so much weight. My skin is terrible now. Dad, don’t you feel bad for me?”

Owen felt his temples throbbing, for Stephanie’s action would make the Clinton family a laughingstock for sure.

Don’t scare your nephew. We shall talk after the party. There are a lot of guests here, and you’re making it seem like we’re bullying you,” he tamped down his irritation and

foolish Stephanie refused to move an

are you causing a scene? Stand up. If you made your mom angry, apologize to her. Don’t make things awkward.

Stephanie

went to her. “Stephanie, you should go back to your room

her kind intention wasn’t received

it weren’t for Amelia, I wouldn’t have suffered. I’m a Clinton, but ended up working

of independence didn’t teach her anything at all. Instead of reflecting

I wouldn’t have ended up in

proclamation rendered

blurt everything out in a fit of anger and ruin her efforts of keeping everything a

shocked glances at Olivia’s faux

it was the first time she had

a hug and said in a soft

self and flashed a pleasant smile to everyone. “I’m really sorry

mistake, talk to her.

gave a weak

and spoke calmly. “Stephanie, come upstairs with me now.

dared not defy her mother and trotted

care of the guests with Oscar

obligingly.

came to Amelia. “Is Tony all right?”

Tiffany whispered, “He’s fine.”

look at her son and said, “Tiff, bring Tony upstairs.

briefly, Tiffany

the hall. Soon, only Oscar, Amelia, Tiffany, and the Yard family were left

gaze was fixated on Oscar. She ignored Amelia and went to him. “Oz, I heard it’s your son’s welcome baby party today, so

a flash of impatience appeared in his

Tony’s party

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