Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 208

Macro sauntered over to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a glass of red wine, and took a sip. Just then, Sebastian emerged from the lounge. Macro immediately choked on his drink.

Sebastian shot him an annoyed glance, his brow furrowed. “What? What’s gotten into you?”

Macro patted his chest, still coughing. “Man, that’s way too quick,” he managed to say.

Sebastian just stood there, at a loss for words.

Elliot, who was working on his laptop nearby, heard the commotion. He quickly gathered his things and slipped into another lounge. He’d learned the hard way that it was best to keep a safe distance from Macro. This way, he could stay out of trouble.

Macro noticed Elliot’s hasty retreat and realized he’d spoken out of turn. “I didn’t mean it like that,” he tried to explain.

When he’d walked by the lounge earlier, he’d heard their conversation and quickly ran away. But he hadn’t expected Sebastian to come out before he could even finish his drink.

Sebastian stepped closer, his voice low. “Do you have any more of that medicine?”

Macro looked puzzled.

Sebastian sighed, “It seems to hurt badly there.” He’d been checking on her earlier, and she’d been crying non–stop. He hadn’t meant to hurt her so much.

Macro’s eyes widened in realization–now he knew what they were doing in the lounge. But this is shocking as well.

Before he could say anything else, Sebastian gave him a warning look. Macro quickly shut his mouth and went to the medicine cabinet, grabbing a couple more bottles. He handed them to Sebastian. “Use these with the ones I gave you before.”

Sebastian took the medicine and turned to leave, but Macro called out again. “Wait. I know you’re in a hurry, but-”

He didn’t get to finish. Sebastian turned back and gave him a cold stare. Macro quickly clamped his mouth shut. “What I meant was, girls are fragile. You should at least wait until she’s fully recovered.”

Sebastian gave him one last cold look and walked away without another word.

Once Macro was alone, he picked up his wine glass and drained it in one go. He clicked his tongue and muttered to himself, “And Richard thinks he can compete?”

doted on Stephanie so much. There was no way Richard could

look like he could tear Richard apart. If it hadn’t been for Macro stepping in and threatening

pulled Stephanie out from under the covers. She struggled, crying out, “No, I don’t want to.”

is for your health. What’s there to fuss about?” Sebastian coaxed, trying to keep his voice gentle.

Stephanie was still resistant. It was embarrassing enough to have an injury in that area. Now Sebastian wanted to help her apply the medicine, and she felt like she had

Sebastian started, but she cut him off.

voice so loud that Macro, who was

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a deep sleep

she slept. She could feel his gentle touch, but she was too tired to

said. The plane had landed an hour ago, and Stephanie still hadn’t emerged

He walked toward the lounge, his footsteps quiet. Inside, Stephanie was still fast asleep, her

gentle and low. She stirred a little, murmuring something incoherent, then turned over, burrowing deeper into the cushions.

sigh of resignation, he fetched her clothes and then lifted her off the bed to wake her

her voice thick with sleep. “What’s going on?

get off the plane.” He picked up her clothes and began dressing her gently, aware of how different the weather would be between

still half–asleep. It wasn’t until she was fully dressed that she finally felt more awake. She heard the persistent buzzing of her phone and answered without checking

voice

eyes snapped open, her mind instantly alert. “Allison? How

replied, her

herself from the Hart family. Only a handful of people knew this number. “Oh, right.

“I’ve been in Long

raised an eyebrow.

outside my place, demanding to see me.

out she’s back? She’s relentless, especially when it comes to Olivia. Even after all the

go see her?”