Chapter 388
When Sebastian came in, he saw Stephanie on the phone, one of her legs sticking out from under the covers. It was probably because the room was warm, and she had kicked the blanket off after he left. Without a word, he walked over and covered her up properly.
“Alright, that’s it,” Stephanie said into the phone. She didn’t care how chaotic the Hart residence was at this point. As long as they weren’t having a good time, that was all that mattered.
Noticing her slight smile, Sebastian chuckled. “Is it something about the Hart family?”
“Yeah, Allison sold them some outrageously expensive medicine. I’m guessing the Hart family is in chaos right now,” Stephanie said.
Without Amber, they’d be running around like crazy about getting money. With Amber, they’d still be scrambling, but now over who got the money. The Hart family must be in pure chaos at this point.
Sebastian placed his broad hand on the back of Stephanie’s head, resting it against her forehead. “Stefi, you’re just too kind-hearted.”
To him, the Hart family deserved a brutal punishment. But since they were her blood relatives, Sebastian couldn’t do anything without her permission. Now, however, the entire family was surrounded and locked down. The physical torment and endless internal struggle seemed pretty much the same.
“With her body already in such bad shape, there’s nothing I even need to do,” Stephanie said.
Originally, if Allison hadn’t mentioned Olivia’s poor health, Stephanie would definitely have stepped in. But after learning about Olivia’s actual condition, Stephanie decided she didn’t need to do anything.
“Exactly, and no need for dirty work,” Sebastian said.
“Totally,” Stephanie nodded.
Sebastian looked at her and couldn’t resist giving her a gentle kiss. “Does it feel better after using that ointment earlier?”
“What do you want?” Stephanie asked suspiciously.
“Don’t worry; I won’t do anything.” Sebastian reassured her. The doctor had said Stephanie needed to rest and take care of her health during this time. Until she was fully recovered, they couldn’t make out.
Stephanie didn’t believe him and grabbed Sebastian’s shirt collar. “Swear it.”
The man caught her warm little hand and couldn’t help but give it a squeeze. “Yeah, I swear.”
Stephanie quickly pulled her hand back and mumbled complaints, still unwilling to believe anything.
In Fiorenza, Ella stepped off the plane with empty hands, accompanied by Emily. As they walked toward the exit, Emily’s eyes darted around nervously, scanning the crowd with a wary expression. Since she’d picked Ella up in Long Harbor, Emily had been on high alert, as if expecting trouble at every turn. Now, even in Fiorenza, her tension hadn’t eased.
Ella couldn’t help but lean over and whisper in Emily’s ear, “We’re in Fiorenza now. Can you relax a bit?”
Emily glanced at her. “We need to get to the manor quickly,” she replied, her voice tight with urgency.
Ella raised an eyebrow. “And then? You’re not planning to keep me cooped up inside, are you?” She couldn’t help but feel a little exasperated. Emily’s cautious demeanor suggested that she might indeed try to restrict Ella’s movements.
Emily nodded, continuing Ella’s fears. “Ms. Turner said we have to stay in the manor on Mount Red until we hear from her.”
Ella forced a bitter smile and felt a growing sense of unease. “What on earth happened to Mom?”
“Let’s go,” Emily said, urging her to move faster.
The airport wasn’t the place for a conversation. With one hand clutching her bag and the other pushing Ella gently but firmly, Emily hurried them along.
But despite her vigilance, trouble found them anyway. As they passed a restroom entrance, two men with caps pulled low over their eyes glared at them, their gazes sharp and menacing.