Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

Meanwhile, the Harts were squirming in misery.

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Caitlin hung up with Olivia, her heart pounding, and raced back to the Hart family estate. The minute she walked in, Olivia’s gut–wrenching cries hit her from upstairs.

A maid saw her and dipped her head. “Ma’am.”

“What’s wrong with Olivia? Did you give her anything?” Caitlin snapped, her voice tight.

The maid shifted, nervous. “We’re out of meds. I called the doctor, but he’s not coming.”

Caitlin’s breath caught. She didn’t say another word–just bolted up the stairs.

She flung Olivia’s door open. The room was dark, thick with a heavy vibe.

Olivia was curled up on the bed, gripping her stomach, gasping through the pain.

She’d always been proud–especially of that stunning hair she’d show off like it was her crown.

Now it was gone. All of it. Her scalp bare, not a single strand left from yesterday’s last bits.

Caitlin’s chest hurt, her voice shaky. “Olivia.”

Olivia looked

up, her face twisted in pain. “Mom, it hurts. It hurts so much.”

“I know, but…” Caitlin’s hands balled up, useless.

Her head was spinning, coming up empty.

She grabbed Olivia’s hand, her heart cracking open, raw and aching.

The house had no meds left. Olivia couldn’t leave the country–couldn’t even get out of Long Harbor.

She was sick, desperate, with no fix in sight. It didn’t get much worse than this.

“Mom, it hurts so much. I need painkillers–can’t we get some from the hospital?” Olivia begged, her voice thin and scratchy.

Sure, the pharmacy had stuff, but with her this bad off, over–the–counter meds was pointless. It was like popping nothing- zero relief.

Worse, without a doctor’s okay, she’d thrown up twice, her stomach flipping like crazy.

Her body was already trashed; now it was straight–up torture, every moment a nightmare.

“Stefi still won’t forgive me, will she? Mom, tell her I’ll come clean–I’ll own it,” Olivia forced out, teeth gritted.

“Tell her I’ll get better first, then go to jail and face the music, okay?” she added, her voice cracking into sobs.

The pain was tearing her apart, her head getting fuzzy.

She’d almost rather patch up and sit in prison–at least it’d beat this slow, miserable crawl to the end.

Caitlin’s heart stopped, her breath stuck in her chest. “Olivia, don’t freak out. I’ll figure something out–I promise.”

“Figure what out? What’s left but begging Stefi?” Olivia shot back her voice spiking with desperation.

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she had said. Anger and fear churned

up again? Did you not talk to her right?” she pressed,

that. The more she chewed on it, the more it

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little, Olivia believed that she wouldn’t still

off. “I–I… Don’t worry, I’ll find a way. I

saying it, but her voice shook with panic and

frustration boiled over, trembling. “I might not make it that

Olivia wouldn’t

phone rang, its sharp

Tyler. “Ma’am,

either?” Caitlin’s voice

breath hitched, her pulse

had booted her from the hospital–now he wasn’t even there? Panic ripped through

house falling apart, she couldn’t believe Chad left their son alone in the

pushing hard here. What do we

Caitlin froze, floored.

jammed, fingers clamping

to her butler popped into her head–she’d set this all up, every bit of it.

left Olivia sick with no meds. Now her

voice got louder,

now,”

her head a jumbled

Tyler, kicked out of the hospital on the other. She

kids–her heart ached, raw

family crashed hard, the

sat on the bed, gripping the phone

water, his

came through, heavy with worry. “I knew that little brat was scheming something

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must’ve been scared stiff, huh?” Her tone

mumbled back, quiet. “Mom, I…”

Fiorenza–I’ll rip him to shreds, I swear Lottic vowed, full of

brain tripping over

“Don’t you stress, I’ll fix this for you.”

to Sebastian on the couch, her cheeks turning pink.

heart was already going soft, a

calling her mom earlier, and she’d been a mess

whole future with Sebastian hinged

Fiorenza’s old–school Lucano family

said he needed a wife from the right stock–a real heiress, born

mom had hauled him around to meet tons of those primped–up

thought it was setup for some big, calculated marriage later.

this? Lottie’s reaction was throwing

me?” Stephanie asked, her

burned, tears stinging the corners

shocked. “Oh, sweetie, you’re really rattled—saying silly stuff

blinked, totally confused.

follow her mom’s vibe.

said he’s getting the marriage license tomorrow,” she blurted jumping at the chance to lay it out.

cocked, a spark of mischief in his gaze.

blew up. “What? A

by the outburst.

voice cranked louder. “You said

basically a shout, all stunned disbelief.

up. She

have?” she squeaked, almost too quiet to

that brat off that easy!” Lottie snapped, fuming.