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

and mess it up again? Did you not talk to her right?” she pressed, bitterness

to be that. The more she chewed on it, the more it made sense.

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had just buttered Stephanie up a little, Olivia believed that she wouldn’t still be stuck. here, trapped

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

it, but her voice shook with panic and no

over, trembling. “I might not make it that long–do you even get that, Mom?”

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

her phone rang, its sharp

Tyler. “Ma’am, they’re saying Mr. Hart has to be

Chad? He’s not there either?” Caitlin’s voice jumped, sharp and

breath hitched, her pulse

from the hospital–now he wasn’t even

Chad left their

do we do? Neither you

Caitlin froze, floored.

fingers clamping the phone

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

left Olivia sick with no meds. Now her brother was

voice got louder, begging for something.

“I–I’m coming right now,”

was unraveling, her head a

kicked out of the hospital

two kids–her heart ached, raw and ripped open.

family crashed hard, the house buzzing with

the bed, gripping the phone tight.

couch nearby, sipping water, his eyes locked on her, calm and steady.

worry. “I knew that little brat was scheming

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

quiet.

we’re back in Fiorenza–I’ll rip him to

still, brain

going. “Don’t you stress,

Sebastian on the couch, her cheeks

Stephanic’s heart was already going

and she’d been a mess since–nerves all twisted up.

meant everything–her whole future with Sebastian hinged

family and the one

right stock–a real heiress, born into the

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

thought it was setup for some

was throwing Stephanie

mad at me?” Stephanie

nose burned, tears stinging the corners of her eyes.

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

totally confused.

follow her

the marriage license tomorrow,” she blurted jumping at

cocked,

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

flinched, jarred by the

cranked louder. “You said yes?”

was basically a shout,

throat closed up.

not have?” she squeaked, almost too quiet to

You can’t let that brat off that easy!”