Chapter 620

Stephanie had initially planned to go downstairs with Sofia. But just as she called out to her, her phone rang. Although it was an unfamiliar number, Stephanie answered since it was from Fiorenza. “Hello?”

As soon as the call connected, Tyler’s apologetic voice came through. “Stefi, it’s me.”

Stephanie’s expression darkened immediately, and she was about to hang up.

Tyler seemed to know what she was thinking and quickly pleaded, “Don’t hang up, Stefi, please.”

Even through the phone, Stephanie could sense Tyler was somewhat spineless. Especially that “please”—it completely shattered her impression of him as someone who had looked down on her. Turns out, when a man is pushed to his limits, even his backbone can completely give way, Stephanie thought. But she knew this was just an act. If his pleas didn’t get him what he wanted, he’d quickly revert to his old self.

Stephanie squinted a bit and chuckled, “Are you begging me?”

Tyler remained silent.

“Well, it’s quite rare. I never thought I’d see the day a Hart would come begging,” Stephanie said with a smirk.

During those two years in Long Harbor, the Hart family had always acted superior, looking down on everyone. But now, Tyler was reduced to begging—and he’d never been more pathetic.

Stephanie’s voice dripped with heavy sarcasm, and she did it on purpose. They used to trample on her, and now she was giving it back, making them thoroughly taste this bitter feeling.

Tyler took a deep breath. “We know the whole truth now. To revenge for you, I’ve kicked Olivia out of our family.”

“Revenge for me?” Stephanie scoffed, feeling it was hilarious. The Hart family made it sound like everything they did was for her. But she knew exactly what was on their minds.

“Didn’t you always know the truth?” she sneered, cutting off Tyler before he could say anything.

That remark made everything go silent on the phone, leaving only Tyler’s heavy breathing. To Stephanie, the Hart family had always known the truth. If they truly believed Olivia did nothing wrong, they wouldn’t have been so eager to send her away.

Tyler struggled to find the words.

Stephanie continued, still sneering. “Revenge for me? More like you’re getting even for yourselves.”

They claimed it was for her. But really, Stephanie had never been someone who could be easily moved, especially by people she didn’t care about.

Tyler’s voice trembled as he said, “Stefi, you—”

Stephanie cut him off. “After all, your father did have twins with her aunt.”

Tyler fell silent completely.

“Wow, so thrilling!” Stephanie chuckled.

Tyler stood outside the jail, looking defeated. He had just seen Catlin. The verdict was quick—attempted murder, with many years sentenced. No matter what Tyler did, he couldn’t get her out.

The moment he heard Stephanie’s gloating laughter over the phone, his expression darkened. He clenched his fists and said, “That woman wrecked your family too.”

“Oh? My family? Mr. Hart, have you forgotten what you said the first time we met?” Stephanie asked.

Tyler froze. That day, Olivia had been deeply upset, worried Stephanie would return and challenge her for taking her place, and she was threatening to leave.

Sympathizing with Olivia, Tyler had confronted Stephanie, saying, “So what if you are the Hart daughter? Olivia has grown up here; she’ll always be part of the family. Know your place, and you’ll keep your status as a Hart lady. But if you can’t play nice and keep pushing against Olivia, you’ll see just how tight she is with everyone.”

At that moment, he had spoken sternly. Even though he hadn’t said it outright, his words had been clear—if it reached that point, the outsider would only be Stephanie.

“Remember now?” Stephanie asked.

Listening to her bring up past grievances, Tyler felt uneasy but also angry at her attitude. He clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and said, “I’m sorry, truly sorry. I’m the one who wronged you. Please don’t make things difficult for Mom.”

Stephanie’s smile grew colder. “It’s unfortunate, but your apologies mean nothing to me. And just so you know, I’m not the one not letting her go—the law is.”

Tyler fell silent.

Stephanie smiled, “I can’t help you guys.”

“Stephanie Giovanni,” Tyler shouted, his blood boiling with rage. He called her not just for an apology—he wanted his mother freed.

He had gone to Chad. But who would have thought that the man he once called his father could become so cold and heartless? Now Chad was pouring all his attention on those other people.