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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seem to have heard a word she had said. Anger and fear

Did you not talk to her right?”

she chewed

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hearts–real ones. If Caitlin had just buttered Stephanie up a little, Olivia believed that she wouldn’t still

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

saying it, but her voice shook with panic and

make it that long–do you even get that,

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

her phone rang, its sharp

the maid at the hospital with Tyler. “Ma’am, they’re saying Mr. Hart has to

there either?” Caitlin’s voice jumped,

breath hitched, her

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

the house falling apart, she couldn’t believe Chad left

here. What do we do? Neither you

Caitlin froze, floored.

breathing jammed, fingers clamping the

head–she’d set this all up, every bit

sick with no meds. Now her brother was

voice got louder,

breath shook. “I–I’m coming right now,” she managed,

unraveling, her head a

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

kids–her heart ached, raw and

crashed hard, the house buzzing with wild, suffocating

on the bed, gripping the phone

sipping water, his eyes locked on her,

knew that little brat was scheming something with you.”

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

back, quiet.

in Fiorenza–I’ll rip him to

brain tripping

going. “Don’t you stress, I’ll

her eyes to Sebastian on the couch, her cheeks turning

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

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

whole future with

heir to Fiorenza’s old–school Lucano family and the one running the

right stock–a real heiress, born into the perfect crew.

her mom had hauled him around to

setup for some

reaction was throwing

me?” Stephanie asked,

burned, tears stinging the corners

you’re really rattled—saying

totally

couldn’t quite follow

blurted jumping at the chance to

her a look, one eyebrow cocked, a spark of mischief in

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

flinched, jarred by the

cranked louder. “You said

shout, all stunned disbelief.

throat closed up. She swallowed hard.

she squeaked,

that brat off that easy!” Lottie snapped,