Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 172

Chapter 172

When Sebastian left, he hauled Macro out by the collar like a rowdy kid.

That mouth of his–sometimes Sebastian wanted to tape it shut and add some glue for good measure.

After lunch, Stephanie wandered into the sunroom, plopping down to wait for Ella.

The place was warm, with huge windows showing off a snowy scene–white piles and icicles glinting on the branches

outside.

The butler peeked in, voice quiet. “Miss?”

“What’s up?” Stephanie glanced his way.

“There’s a Mrs. Hart at the gate. Says she wants to see you,” the butler said, cool as ever.

Hart? Caitlin? Stephanie’s brow scrunched up.

“Caitlin Hart?” she asked.

“Yes.” The butler nodded.

Stephanie raised an eyebrow. Showing up now? Easy guess–she was here about Tyler.

Or probably, she was here for Tyler and Olivia. Stephanie smirked to herself, not impressed.

Tell her no, Stephanie said, keeping it short.

Her old number was done–she’d trashed it last night and got a new one. The Hart family couldn’t reach her no matter whose phone they borrowed.”

Only Jennifer and Ella had her number now.

And those two? They’d never blab to the Harts.

“Got it, the butler said with a quick nod, stepping away.

He was about to call security with Stephanie’s “no,” but before he could finish, her phone buzzed–Ella on the other end.

“Stefi, Caitlin’s standing in front of my car, blocking me, Ella’s voice came through, sharp and crackly.

Stephanie froze, totally confused.

She shot a quick look at the butler, waving him to hold off.

Ella kept going, “She’s crying her eyes out, making a whole scene. Get this–she used to talk smack about you, saying you were some country bumpkin with no class.”

“So who’s the drama queen now? Ella’s voice was pure sarcasm.

Stephanie could already hear Caitlin’s raspy sobs through the phone.

The sound was loud and annoying as hell. She cringed.

Her eyes narrowed a bit. “Bring her in, she said, keeping it cool.

“On it, the butler replied, short and sharp.

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Right before the call ended. Stephanie caught Ella throwing shade at Caitlin, “Pulling this stunt just to see your own kid? Only a mom like you gets that honor

“You dug this hole yourself, Ella added, her tone dripping with disgust.

Most families had that cozy, tight–knit mom–and–daughter thing.

The Harts lost Stephanie once–you’d think they’d hold her close after getting her back.

But

so–called mom turned it into a

know how to play parent–she treated Tyler and

footsteps clomped in

the

“Give me

against the doorframe, not

but he hung around. Sebastian had told him before he left:

The Harts would find a

still clueless, acting like desperate

like she’d aged ten years in a

a slow sip, not even glancing Caitlin’s way. Caitlin sat across from her, fuming. That laid–back vibe was

Cool, and?” Stephanie tossed

attitude just fueled Caitlin’s fire.

bite. “He’s your brother–right or

again,” she snapped, all blame in her tone. The more she talked, the harder it was to keep that anger in check.

the drive over, she’d sat in the car, psyching herself up to stay calm and work it out with Stephanie.

needed a doctor bad, Tyler was down for the count, the company was a disaster, and she and Chad were

ther’s throats.

Stephanie, she thought, cold

talk it out with her–Stephanie

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look on her face? Caitlin’s temper blew up like a grease

that word–some random guy–hit Stephanie like

rang through the sunroom.

the coffee table,

splashed out, spilling over the table and dripping

“You here to chew me

was as cold as the ice hanging outside,

her voice jumping. “Stephanie, what the hell do

hadn’t even said much yet, and Caitlin was

her mouth,

little smirk pulling at her lips, like she was laughing inside.

“Get

he said with a

voice shaky. “You–you’re

messed up Olivia–now you’re doing this to

chair so

eyes up at her. “Did you

Caitlin stopped cold.

moving but

Her voice broke,

pot, snagging a new mug and pouring herself more, taking her

said lazily, “Don’t you guys just love throwing your weight

come at her hard, no holding back.

her–hell, even wipe her out, she thought with a

right? Her voice

the Harts?

for years, piggybacking off the Ashfords.

“You can’t do hanging–now

You’ve already left Oliv

off, her voice sharp as a knife. “Choke on that word before I shove it down your th

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