Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 128

After all, Chris had met Sebastian several times and still remembered his appearance.

If he were to realize at this point that Sebastian was the Lucano family’s heir, Stephanie couldn’t imagine what would happen.

She glanced at Sebastian, her eyes sparkling like stars. “Sebastian, are you going to meet Mr. Ashford?”

Sebastian replied with a smile, “Do you want me to meet him?”

Stephanie nodded. “He’s a good man.”

To Stephanie, Fred was a man of integrity and principle.

She had always admired him, especially after hearing of his accomplishments in his youth.

And two years ago, when her engagement to Chris was suddenly announced, Fred had vehemently opposed it, chastising Grace and the Harts.

He was right to be angry–they hadn’t even consulted Stephanie, the person directly involved.

Sebastian smiled warmly, reaching out to ruffle her hair. “You go to Macro first.”

Hearing that, Stephanie’s heart gave a nervous flutter.

She already knew what Macro was going to do.

She hesitantly hooked her finger around Sebastian’s.

He chuckled softly. “Afraid?”

She shook her head. “No, not at all. You go

first.”

Her words said otherwise, but she was clearly afraid.

For years, whenever she fell ill, she would only take medicine, refusing injections.

She was even more scared of needless than a kid would be.

Perhaps it stemmed from her childhood, when she had been sickly, prone to colds, especially in winter.

Sebastian could remember that day, when he came back from school, Stephanie was sleeping soundly.

He wanted to hug her, only to find that she was running a fever, rushed to get the doctor to give her a shot.

Children who were sickly in their youth often grew up to be remarkably healthy.

If not for that kidnapping incident, her legs would never have ended up in their current state.

Sebastian’s gaze softened. He clasped her small hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “Go ahead. I’ll be there soon.”

“Okay,” she replied.

But she really didn’t want to take acupuncture.

She cast one last pleading look at Sebastian.

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He reached out, adjusted her nighties with care, and then left

She obediently watched him leave, not moving until his figure disappeared from sight. Only then did the nurn wound her phone from the dressing room, and head off to find Macro,

was already preparing

her, he said with a grin. “I’ve perfected my skill

a word of it.

Sebastian?” Macro asked.

to see Stephanie come alone.

It was unusual that Sebastian didn’t come with

since they arrived in Long Harbor, Sebastian’s

went to meet Fred,”

this, Macro’s movements

He came

“Yeah.”

backward for anyone. It was always others who had to cater to

about Chris?” Macro couldn’t help but

Stephanie

in the hot spring for so long, and Chris still hadn’t found Sebastian. Fred must have finally gotten anxious.

Chris has met Sebastian before?”

beaten up

Macro’s lip

several times? That must have been quite the story. Macro

to be

had such dramatic encounters. There was no way

what would Chris’s expression be when he saw

or not,

agreement. “You’ve

Group had been in a frenzy lately, desperate because the Hart Group’s mines were running dry.

here, they’d been

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efforts, they still hadn’t

that the heir to the Lucano family, whom they had been chasing after, was Sebastian–the

watch the show?

replied

of the Ashford and Hart family’s jokes.

Chris might try to accuse them

wasn’t afraid of him, she didn’t want Sebastian to hear his filthy

“Tsk, no

was that? I just don’t want to go to watch the fun.”

to say more,

Macro and Stephanie together, a trace of hatred flashed across her aggrieved eyes. “Macro, what’s going on with you and

the sight of Mayra,

no relationship whatsoever, Mayra kept

provoke Sebastian, or he would be in deep

Macro

Sebastian’s private medical room.

glare at Stephanie before turning back to Macro. “You rejected me for her, didn’t you?” she

silent for a moment.

nothing to do with you, and neither does she!”

In an instant, Mayra’s face turned pale.

patience had run out

had no tolerance for people like her–those who were overly

bluntly, when someone’s world revolved solely around love and romance, it

was far wiser to redirect that

say? You’re

telling you to get

truly run out of patience.

just one meeting was improbable. True love

glare now

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