Chapter 285

Macro said, “Mr. Grant, you.” Macro panicked, “But you have to admit that Elliot is right about this. Based on the efforts Sofia has put into finding Stephanie these past two years.” It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she had gone mad trying to find Stephanie. Macro gasped. He looked at Sebastian and said, “Please listen to my explanation. I think there must be a misunderstanding. I’ll go find her right away.”

Macro paced back and forth anxiously. That crazy guy, all she knew was to go around causing trouble for me. Although he was furious that she was his, after all. What else could he do? Could he really let her be beaten to death by Sebastian after she caused such a disaster? At this juncture, if Stephanie was really stolen, Macro didn’t want to think about the consequences.

As Macro turned around, Sebastian’s ice-cold words came from behind him, “Throw her out.” Elliot said, “Yes, sir.” Macro shuddered. “It’s not a big deal. Leave this matter to me; I’ll handle it. Don’t worry about it.” “Besides, Stefi doesn’t like your cruel side. You know, she almost shut herself off from the world when she saw you kill someone back then.”

At this moment, Macro still didn’t know that Stephanie had encountered that scene again last night. She didn’t run away like she did that time, and she didn’t shut herself off from the world. Sebastian put his hands on the armrests. The moment their eyes met, Macro shuddered again. Only to hear Sebastian say, “You should discipline Macro well.” Macro was speechless. Discipline? “His way of teaching people a lesson is something that few people can handle!” Sebastian turned around and said to Elliot, “Teach her a lesson.” “Yes, Mr. Giovanni.” Elliot nodded.

Macro’s mouth twitched. Teach Luca a lesson? What was Sebastian’s usual way of teaching people a lesson? Even if one doesn’t die, one will be half-dead. Oh my god, how did Luca get involved with Sofia this time?

He couldn’t figure it out; he just couldn’t figure it out. Elliot turned to leave, but Macro grabbed him. “Uh, Mr. Grant, how do you plan to teach her a lesson?” “How bad is ‘black and blue’?” Macro’s eyelids twitched. “That’s it?” Elliot said, “For your sake, I can’t be too ruthless.” Macro didn’t know what to say. Why did that sound so wrong? Wait a minute… “With Luca’s dark skin, wouldn’t it be difficult to beat her black and blue?”

How hard would he have to hit her to leave Luca with a bruised face? What if she managed to escape from Sebastian’s clutches, only to turn around and head to Hensville for plastic surgery? “Well, don’t be too hard on her. She’s my sister. I’ll deal with her. I promise I’ll teach her a lesson this time.” Elliot pulled out his own clothes. “Dr. Vitale can’t even get in touch with her now, so how are you going to straighten her out?” Macro didn’t know what to say. That little rascal. Elliot had already left.

Macro took out his phone and quickly dialed Luka’s number. As Elliot had said, the call went straight to voicemail. Another number was the same. Macro spun around in frustration. “When did Luka make peace with Sofia?” Helping Sofia with such a big thing? What exactly happened between Sofia and Luka during their time away from Fiorenza?

Stephanie returned to her room shortly after. Sebastian came. Hearing the man entering the door, Stephanie turned her head, her little face still flushed. Clearly, she hadn’t yet recovered from Macro’s stunt just now. Sebastian leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “Are you that scared?” Stephanie looked at him pleadingly, but didn’t speak. Sebastian was a little helpless. He stepped forward and pulled her into his arms. “You little thing.” Sebastian turned and sat down, pulling her onto his lap. Their eyes met, he leaned down, and suddenly kissed her lips. “No need to avoid it in the future, hmm?” Stephanie didn’t say anything.