Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 114 Daring dinner, Stephanie had barely finished her first bowl when Sebastian signaled for the staff to take her plate away.

She looked at him, full of grievance. “Sebastian..." Her big, pleading eyes were practically begging for merey.

Sebastian raised a brow. "Funny, you riever eat this obediently in the morning." It was true. She had terrible eating habits-barely touching breakfast, eating decently at lunch, but cnighttime, her appetite would suddenly skyrocket.

Stephanie hesitated. "But 1- "No more." Sebastian cut her off before she could even argue.

Pouting, she slumped in her chair. Sebastian, however, just looked at her indulgently before standing up and taking her hand.

"Con, let's go for a walk." Stephanie sighed tically. "Fine..." She still wanted to eat more, but it wasn't her fault-she always got hungrier at night.

Just as they reached the door, Elliot approached, his expression serious.

Sebastian let go of Stephanie's hand. "I'll check out the back." "Something there?" "Yeah, something fun." Stephanie narrowed her eyes.

Fun? The last tsomeone said that, she got dragged into a fishing trip-fun for Sebastian, maybe, but definitely not for her.

Still, seeing Elliot's serious expression, she knew something was up. She wisely stepped away, giving them space.

Once Stephanie was out of earshot, Sebastian asked, "Something happening with Fred?" "Yeah. His butler reached out, wants to meet you." "And did you pass along my message?" "Yes." Sebastian smirked. Then I guess the Ashfords are in for a long night.

Elliot nodded. "And the Harts are scrambling, too. They were up all night in a meeting, still haven't found a way out." Sebastian chuckled. "They've had it too easy for too long, got too cocky." 'If they had treated Stefi with even a shred of decency, things wouldn't have cto this!' 1/4.

Chapter 114 'But instead, they chose to make her life hell Elliot agreed.

Even Jackson had grown tired of the Ashfords and Harts running unchecked.

Sebastian strode toward the door. "Fred's desperate now. Make sure we keep the pressure on "Yes, sir." Elliot Grant nodded.

"Understood," Elliot said, already picturing Fred's fury when he found out this whole mess was tied to his own son.

70 Out in the backyard, Stephanie's eyes lit up at the sight of a cluster of fluffy little rabbits. She scooped one up, cradling it in her arms.

"Oh my god, you're so soft!" she cooed, unable to stop petting it.

Stephanie loved fluffy little pets, but she had never owned one in Long Harbor-she wasn't confident in taking care of them and didn't want to risk it.

The only pet she ever had was a little fox back in Fiorenza.

The only pet she ever had was a little fox back in Fiorenza.

She nodded eagerly. "So soft, so fluffy... Can we take them back to Fiorenza with us?" "Of course." He knew what she meant. If she couldn't take proper care of them, she wouldn't get attached.

If he had said no, she'd be heartbroken.

Just as expected, the moment he confirmed it, her face lit up.

"They're so cute! All round and squishy." She suddenly thought of something. "Oh, and what about Snowball? Is she doing okay?" Snowball was the little white fox Sebastian had given her for her fifteenth birthday-a gift she treasured more than anything.

When the Giovanni family downfall and Valentina forced her to leave, she hadn't wanted to take anything with her-except for Snowball.

But knowing she couldn't predict what lay ahead, she hadn't wanted the little fox to suffer with her.

"She's doing great," Sebastian reassured her, gently ruffling her soft hair.

The peaceful atmosphere of the bay felt worlds apart from the chaos unfolding elsewhere in Long Harbor.

Especially for Fred.

After much effort, he had finally gotten his hands on the contact information for heir of Lucano's assistant. But when he reached out, the response he got left him stunned into silence.

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Fred's face darkened. Call Cline Themes back at how No wonder the kid had been aiding a meeting with the Laces family's heir. Had he stready messed things we If that way the case, Fred was going to make him pay for it.

Grace turned to the assistant. "Call the young master Now! They needed answers before tomorrow-before the Lucano family signed that contract If they didn't straighten this out tonight, the risk to the Ashford was obvious.

Even Grace, who had always favored her son, was livid.

Meanwhile, Chris was still agonizing over his failed attempt to buy Whispering Bay when the call from hcin "Not coming back," he said flatly.

"Chris Ashford, you've got snerve!" Grace snapped over the phone. "Get your ass hright now "Mom- "You know damn well what's at stake tonight. If we screw this up with the Lucano family, you know what happens next."

Her voice was laced with warning.

"And don't forget about the ten men stationed outside room outside Olivia's hospital They're not just there for show." Chris clenched his phone tighter at his mother's veiled threat.

After a long pause, he swallowed his frustration and gave in. "Got it. I'm on my way." Hanging up, a dull ache settled in his head.

He instinctively tried calling Stephanie again-only to be met with silence. The line was dead.

He never imagined things would cto this-where he couldn't even reach her.

As they neared the Ashford estate, Chris, who had been silent the whole ide, finally spoke. "How long do you think she's known that guy?" Chris Ashford, who had been silent all the way, finally spoke, "How long do you think she's known that man?" Kevin hesitated. "Probably not long. Miss Giovanni never had much of a social life before." But even as he said it, doubt crept in. They had always assumed Stephanie was just a nobody, surviving off the Harts' scraps.

Yet, she owned a business pulling in over two hundred grands a year-how could she possibly have no social connections? 3/4 Mon, Chapter 114 At the very least, she wasn't as simple as they had thought!

"The guy owns Whispering Bay. He's aded.

not just srandom nobody) Kevin added. "Maybe they were business partners before?" Chris scoffed. "Business partners turning into lovers?" His voice was ice-cold. Kevin's lips twitched.

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