Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 8

Chris climbed into the car, his jaw clenched and his face dark with anger,

Kevin glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “So, how’s Miss Giovanni? Is she over it yet?”

It was pretty clear to everyone else that Stephanie was just throwing a tantrum, trying to pressure Chris into sending Olivia away again.

Chris rubbed his temples, frustration building. “You think she’s that easy to calm down?”

Kevin thought back to what had caused all this tension.

He had to admit, Olivia’s sudden return without any warning would’ve pissed anyone off.

“Do you think she’s serious about canceling the wedding?” Kevin asked cautiously.

Chris went quiet, unsure how to answer.

He replayed the past two years in his mind.

Then, Chris let out a bitter laugh. “What do you think?”

He couldn’t shake the feeling that someone who really felt that way wouldn’t shut down so fast.

Kevin thought for a moment, then shook his head It didn’t seem likely.

He knew the Hart family couldn’t stand Stephanie. Aside from marrying Chris, she had no backup plan.

Plus, after everything she’d invested in their relationship over the last two years, it seemed real. You couldn’t fake that kind of emotion.

So, Kevin figured Stephanie was just throwing a tantrum–though, admittedly, a pretty extreme one…

Back in Cloudridge Valley, Stephanie was still awake.

She stared at the pile of shopping bags scattered across the floor, her mind drifting back to the credit card she’d accidentally pulled out. Her headache was getting worse by the minute.

It felt like a storm was brewing inside her.

She tried to push the worry aside.

After all, she’d spent the whole morning trying on wedding dresses and shopping with Ella. Her calves were sore from all the walking

A bath sounded like just what she needed. It started off relaxing, but the moment she stepped out, the doorbell rang urgently.

“Who’s there?” she asked.

She didn’t bother opening the door, just called out.

“It’s me. Open up,” the person answered. Stephanie could tell it was Catlin.

Stephanie swung the door open to find Catlin standing there, dressed in an elegant skirt, a string of pearls around her neck.

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was flawless, but her expression was sharp

inside, sitting down with authority. Her eyes locked onto Stephanie, hard and unyielding.

door behind her, towel in hand,

seeing Stephanie lounging around like that pushed her to

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to do?” Catlin snapped, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. “I told you, Olivia didn’t do it. She

her phone, opened it, and shoved the news article in Stephanie’s face. “And this statement about canceling the wedding? Olivia’s my

now thought she’s the other woman. How could you do

Catlin spoke, the angrier she became, her words spilling

aside and

eyes, Catlin’s anger flared even

put on an exaggerated, helpless expression. “You won’t stop until you’ve ruined the reputation of our entire family, will you? Now I really wonder why I

was finally admitting what had been weighing on her: her regret for bringing Stephanie back into the family at all.

let Stephanie back, none of

had done lately just proved she was nothing but trouble–a curse on

her face

never should’ve brought me

regret than Catlin ever could. Returning to

find the words to respond. Her arms trembled, shaking with

I said, you should’ve just pretended you never found me. From now on, we stay out of each other’s way.”

as for Olivia–you’re still protecting her, huh? Still worried

her?”

to the Hart family a few years ago, Stephanie had left again. She hadn’t spent enough time with them to feel any real attachment.

words only made Catlin’s rage burn hotter. “You… you rude and ungrateful

had hit a dead

stood up. “Think about it carefully. Once you stop going after Olivia, I’ll reinstate

she tried to hit her where it

back down

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another word, Catlin stormed out, slamming the door behind

was convinced that cutting off Stephanie’s access to

wait to see Stephanie begging for

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the house fell into a

casually washed an apple and took a

phone rang, and she answered it without hesitation. “Hello?”

on the other end was practically vibrating with excitement.

bite of her apple, her tone as calm

enthusiasm in check, replied, “Three times

The apple in

stood up. “I’ll be there soon.”

her apple, she quickly

to the office, but today she made it in just