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They were back to square one. If he had never even seen the Lucanos heir, then how did he offend him?
Grace and Fred exchanged a look, something sharp flashing in her eyes.
“Could it be... Because of Olivia?”
Both men went silent, their heads snapping toward her.
Chris's face darkened instantly.
“If | remember correctly,” Grace continued, “Olivia and the Lucanos heir arrived in Long Harbor around the same
time.”
Olivia had barely been back before the Lucanos heir showed up.
Was there a connection?
Chris stiffened.
Fred shot him a glare, frustration written all over his face.
“It’s got nothing to do with Olivia,” Chris said instinctively.
“Shut the hell up!” Fred barked and he shot Chris a cold glare.
Chris started, “It really has nothing to do with Olivia-”
“Get in touch with his assistant,” Fred cut him off, not interested in hearing any more.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGrace's reminder had struck a nerve.
The Hart family sure outdid themselves-raising a full-fledged fefatale, doomed and all.
Dismissing the butler, Fred ordered, “Tell him I'll personally send Olivia over.”
“Father!” Chris’s expression darkened.
The butler nodded. “Understood.”
Fred didn’t bother acknowledging Chris's protest, throwing him a sharp, warning glance before heading upstairs.
Chris instinctively moved to follow, but Grace stopped him. “If you want Olivia to stay alive, you'd better back
off.”
Now of all times?
The Ashford family was at a critical juncture-life or death was no exaggeration.
Olivia had never been someone they approved of, and Chris's recent involvement with her had already pushed
Grace to her limit.
If Fred was stepping in personally, then it was tto cut ties.
Holding her dog, Grace turned to leave.
“Mom,” Chris called after her.
She paused, then looked back at him. “Chris, that man holds our biggest weakness in his hands.”
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The unspoken message was clear-this was one battle they couldn't afford to fight.
Chris clenched his jaw. “And if this isn’t about Olivia?”
Panic flared in his chest.
Olivia's health was too fragile for this.
Grace didn’t respond, either unwilling or uninterested in arguing further. She simply walked away, her dog still
nestled in
her arms.
Frustration boiled over, and Chris kicked the coffee table. A sharp crack rang out, followed by a searing pain
shooting up his leg.
Stephanie barely ate anything that evening.
By 10:30 PM, hunger kept her tossing and turning.
She finally gave up on sleep and crept downstairs to find something to eat-only to freeze at the sight of
Sebastian sitting in the living room.
Elliot was there too.
She had just stepped onto the staircase when she heard Elliot say, “Sir, Fred Ashford’s butler called. He said
they're sending Olivia over to you.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStephanie missed a step. Her foot slipped, and she nearly tumbled down the stairs.
If not for her quick reflexes grabbing the railing, she would have face-planted.
Hearing the commotion, Sebastian turned and saw her clinging to the banister, looking utterly shaken.
His gaze darkened as he set aside the laptop on his lap and strode toward her.
Without hesitation, he scooped her up. “Seriously? You're a grown woman, and you still trip over your own feet?”
Stephanie pouted. ‘Not my fault!
Elliot’s words had been way too shocking. And what was with the Ashfords sending Olivia to Sebastian?
Were they trying to get something from him?
A seduction ploy?
If so, could they at least pick someone better?
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