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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didn’t seem to have heard a word she had said. Anger and fear churned inside Olivia.

up again? Did you not

The more she chewed on it, the

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had hearts–real ones. If Caitlin had just buttered Stephanie up a little, Olivia believed that

Don’t worry, I’ll find a way. I will.”

voice shook with

“I might not make it

find a way—if she could, Olivia wouldn’t still be caged here, hurting like this.

mouth to answer, but her phone rang, its sharp chime

Tyler. “Ma’am, they’re saying Mr.

there either?”

breath hitched, her pulse pounding.

he wasn’t even there? Panic

couldn’t believe Chad left their son alone

“They’re pushing hard here. What do we do? Neither you nor Mr. Hart are around.”

Caitlin froze, floored.

jammed, fingers clamping the phone

to her butler popped into her head–she’d set this all

Olivia sick with no meds. Now

The maid’s voice got louder, begging for

now,” she managed, choking on

unraveling, her head a jumbled

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

kids–her heart ached, raw and

the Hart family crashed hard, the house

the bed, gripping

on the couch nearby, sipping water, his eyes locked on

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

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must’ve been scared stiff, huh?” Her tone was all warm concern.

quiet. “Mom, I…”

to

went still, brain tripping

“Don’t you stress, I’ll fix this for

eyes to Sebastian on the couch,

still rolling, no brakes, but Stephanic’s heart was already

had mentioned calling her mom earlier, and she’d been a mess since–nerves all twisted

whole future with Sebastian

the heir to Fiorenza’s old–school Lucano family

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

hauled him around to

setup for some big, calculated marriage later.

was throwing Stephanie off big

Stephanie asked, her

the

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

blinked, totally confused.

quite follow her mom’s vibe.

marriage license tomorrow,” she blurted jumping at

a look, one eyebrow cocked,

went silent for a second–then Lottie blew up. “What? A

flinched, jarred by the outburst.

voice cranked louder. “You said yes?”

basically a shout, all stunned

up. She

squeaked, almost too quiet to

brat off that easy!” Lottie snapped, fuming.