Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 122

Chapter 122

As Stephanie packed her things to leave, Jennifer noticed her limp and asked, “Boss, isn’t there anything you can do about your leg? Have you seen a doctor?”

The pain always flared up when the weather changed.

Stephanie responded, “It’s an old injury, nothing to worry about.”

It only bothered her when the weather shifted, so she could usually ignore it the rest of the time.

Of course, she had seen a doctor for it–whenever the pain became unbearable, she’d go in.

But aside from physical therapy, medications didn’t help much, probably due to her body’s condition.

Last night, she vaguely remembered the pain waking her in the middle of the night, but it faded once the warmth kicked in.

And then, she fell asleep and knew nothing more.

Thinking back, it felt warm… And maybe a little damp.

After giving Jennifer a quick rundown of work matters, her phone buzzed again.

Stephanie assumed it was Sebastian, so she answered without looking at the screen.

Before she could speak, a furious voice came through. “Stephanie Giovanni, is that you?”

Stephanie, confused, responded, “What is it?”

The voice on the other end, none other than Catlin, shot back, “The mess at the Hart Group. This is your doing, isn’t it?”

Stephanie rolled her eyes.

She had a feeling this had to do with the Hart Group’s current situation.

Given their trouble, it wasn’t surprising they’d suspect the Ashford Group first.

But once it was clear that the Ashfords hadn’t been involved, they’d probably land on her.

Before she could reply, Catlin continued, shouting, “It has to be you, right? Stephanie, do you have any brains? If those men were really helping you take down our family, what do you think they’re after?”

The anger in Catlin’s voice was unmistakable.

At that moment, she was wondering if the men supporting Stephanie’s studio, which made so much money each year, had actually been bribing her to do something against the Hart family.

A sudden sense of conspiracy hung between Stephanie and Catlin.

Catlin was about to lose it.

Stephanie smirked. “What do they want? They wouldn’t be after your Hart family’s scraps, would they?”

Catlin, seething, snapped, “You…”

Stephanie couldn’t help but taunt her. “Mrs. Hart, you probably still don’t get why the Ashford Group uses those tactics. You

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it’s just about replacing an adopted daughter with a biological

taken aback, breath

day, it’s because your family’s

“Shut up!”

lost

just a pawn for

years.

a pretty good idea of the naive beliefs running through Catlin’s head.

family controls a major mine, yet your family has no real standing in the city.

speechless, gasping for

nonsense are

not having standing in Long Harbor?”

family not

to lose her

to admit it, Stephanie Giovanni’s

“Are you telling me that was just basic

same power as the Ashford family, shouldn’t those wives be the ones

“Look at you. For years, you’ve been trying so hard to fit into their

fuming. “You… You…”

widened. “And you’re still going to claim it’s

words and mocking tone almost made Catlin pass out

cause the trouble the Hart family’s in

done. She couldn’t take another word.

truly capable of driving anyone mad–no wonder she was raised in a small town, where people had sharp

voice was icy.

“You’re…”

longer connected. Stop calling me out of the blue. If I didn’t know better,

Catlin could retort, the call ended.

time she tried reaching out

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taught her to talk like

采气:70% *

At the studio

he saw Stephanie limping

steps, he reached her, sweeping her up in

office watched in awe, thinking. They really look sweet

Put

bad lately, and

simply scooped her up and carried her straight

In the office.

whispered to Jennifer, “Boss’s brother is so handsome!

rolled her eyes. “Stop fantasizing.”

I dream a little?”

shot her a warning look. “Watch out, the boss

into the car and draped a blanket over

the change in weather still made her feel miserable.

you say anything about the

“I’m used to it by

he adjusted the blanket,

anything, just asked, “Have you been

of it, Stephanie

“You haven’t, have you?”