Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 179

Chapter 179

Macro was toast–his legs felt like they were stuffed with cement

Even with the bodyguard holding him up, getting dragged around was a nightmare.

Sebastian’s crew knew how to make it brutal, locking him in a grip that kept him stumbling forward. Every step was like slogging through mud.

Then he saw Stephanie stroll in.

“Stefi, come on, help me out here!” he yelled, his voice all scratchy and desperate. “He’s turning this into some personal payback thing!”

Stephanie was chilling on Sebastian’s lap. She glanced back and said, “He thinks it’s good for you.”

That flipped Macro’s switch.

“I don’t want his ‘good!” he wheezed, barely getting the words out.

If this was a favor, they could shove it–he just wanted to crash and be done.

Sebastian’s hand was on Stephanie’s waist, his voice low and steady. “Why’d you come out here with no jacket?”

The last few days had been rough–freezing cold with a wind that wouldn’t quit.

Snow kept dumping down, piling up in the courtyard like a giant white rug.

Stephanie looked at herself and shrugged. “I’ve been inside all day. I’m good.”

She hadn’t even gone outside–Sebastian wouldn’t let her anyway, fussing she’d get sick.

Macro, still hobbling along, shouted again, sounding like a broken radio.

Stephanie peeked at his sad, wobbly self and gave Sebastian a look. “So, why’s he running again?”

“For his own good,” Sebastian said, kicking back in his chair, cool as ever.

Stephanie’s lip twitched.

She stared at him, thinking, ‘Yeah, sure, that totally makes sense.

Right then, her phone buzzed–Ella calling.

“It’s Ella,” she said to Sebastian, “Need to take it.”

“Mm,” he grunted, letting his hand drop as she got up.

Macro spotted her leaving and howled, “Stefi, don’t ditch me like this!”

“He’s not gonna kill you,” she tossed back, not even looking, a little tease in her tone.

She was thinking that, maybe this would teach him to watch that mouth.

She kept walking, phone in hand, her shoes tapping down the hall.

Sebastian took a cigar from Elliot and said, “Five more laps.” His voice was stone–cold.

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Macro lost it, stomping as he ran. “Sebastian, you’re a real jerk, you know that? I was doing it for you!“

off to the side, sighed.

him

*****

the hall, Stephanie

“Ella?”

voice came through, all hyped up. “Stefi,

off yell, “Who’re you calling a bimbo? I’ll skin you

another voice snapped back, sharp and nasty.” got

in, fuming. “Both of you, shut it! Amber,

old witch, kept messing with me and Tyler’s wedding- even dissing your own grandson. What, waiting

line went dead quiet for a second–then blew

real cutting. “You blind,

roaring, “You bitch, you’re SO

it was a total mess on Ella’s

all giddy. “Stefi, you catching this? Loud

leaned against the hallway wall,

you say you weren’t hitting up the hospital? What’s with the change?” she asked, scrunching her face a

the gossip, obviously! When I heard this

eye did that twitch thing again. “So you’re just there to

couldn’t deal anymore, so I came to get it

up a punchline, her smugness oozing through. “I knew it’d be wild, so I sucked

and went

for a

a drama magnet–trouble stuck to

got to eavesdrop on the action. More chaos, more fun.

made some dramatic “tsk–tsk” noises. “Man, it’s

glancing at the lights down

already sent something earlier that she hadn’t checked.

the latest video. It was the hallway outside

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Amber from storming in, her face all

were going hard, their voices bouncing around like a

must’ve ticked

one thing, but pushing her to snatch your daughter’s fiancé? What’s next–hooking her up with

as she swung at Amber,

her back. “What, mad now? Caitlin–oops, Mrs.

as she barked, “What’d you just

you are. What’s the plan–let your precious adoptee hook up

lip twitching

knife

her up, and now? She was a wrecking ball, flattening everyone.

the notification pinging as

were scrapping like alley cats, the

tossed to the floor by Amber. She hit the ground hard, flopping there like a

buzzed in again, her voice hyped. “You

on the wall, mumbled,

a train wreck now–a beehive smashed wide

the Hodge family’s going to want Tyler’s head on a stick.

old already–yeah,

down. She’ll lose it when she sees those pics of Chad with his sweetheart at Rose–Luxe,” Ella threw in, pausing

twitched, one eyebrow popping up. “That quick,

space to breathe, are you?” she

snorted. “Ha! Half the time, I don’t even know who I’m doing this for. But I’ve got

floor, not

the