Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 198 The man's assistant spotted Sebastian and hurried over, whispering urgently into his bow's ear. The man's face lit up with a broad, ingratiating smile as he handed off his golf club and strode over, extending his hand.

"Mr. Giovanni, I didn't expect you to actually show up," he said, his tone dripping with feigned surprise.

Sebastian could see Stephanie's discomfort, so he glanced at the outstretched hand but made no move to take it. Instead he got straight to the point, his voice flat and unyielding. "Bernie, you know why I'm here. Lancelot left something here. I want it Bernie's bushy eyebrows shot up, and his smile widened even further, as if he was savoring the moment. His beard twitched with the effort of holding back a laugh.

"Ah, Lancelot," he drawled, the nrolling off his tongue like a joke. "Mr. Giovanni, let's discuss this calmly, shall we? The word "discuss hung in the air, a clear signal to Sebastian that this wouldn't be a simple handover Bernie gestured to a nearby sofa, and as they settled in, a statuesque woman with long legs slid gracefully into Bernie's lap. Her presence seemed almost rehearsed. Bernie's tanned hand immediately found its way to her waist, his fingers tracing lazy circles.

The assistant, ever the dutiful lackey, handed Bernie a lit cigar. Bernie took a long, slow drag, and then blew a perfect smoke ring in the woman's direction.

Stephanie, watching the scene unfold, felt a pang of regret. She should have stayed on the plane for a nap. Sebastian's eyes narrowed, his gaze hardening. "Alright, what are your terms?" he asked.

Bernie took another drag of his cigar, exhaling slowly. "So, that thing is really important to you, Mr. Giovanni?" Sebastian remained silent, his expression unreadable. But at this moment, silence spoke volumes, and Bernie took it as confirmation.

Bernie's smile widened, his gaze shifting to Stephanie. He'd noticed her the moment he turned around. She was small, almost delicate, with a youthful look that hadn't fully matured yet.

Feeling his eyes on her, Stephanie instinctively edged closer to Sebastian.

Bernie grinned, revealing a set of stained, yellowed teeth. "The rumors always said you hated being surrounded by women. Turns out you like this type-hard to find, indeed." He paused, wondering, There are plenty of petite girls around, but finding one who really catches your eye isn't easy. Especially with that baby face... she just looks so soft and petite.

Bernie's tone turned flippant, as if he were evaluating a rare collectible. “Where did you get this little thing. Mr. Giovanni?" Clearly, he had no idea that Stephanie had been raised by Sebastian, assuming she was just another plaything brought along for the occasion.

The moment Bernie's words hung in the air, a cold, dangerous glint flickered in Sebastian's eyes. But Bernie, too engrossed in his leering appraisal of Stephanie, failed to notice.

Macro showed a weird smile as he glanced at Bernie. 'He's done for this time, he wondered.

Elliot, who had been quietly observing, glanced at Macro. He hadn't expected to find anyone more reckless than Macro himself.

Sebastian glanced at his watch, his impatience seeping into his voice. "Get to the point. What do you want?" 09:37 Chapter 198 Bernie's gaze snapped back to him, and with a flick of his cigar, he pointed at Stephanie "How about your ferwere her for a day? You can have whatever you're after. It's a fair deal, isn't it?" Stephanie's mind raced. 'Damin it! I wish I could kill him right away! But she knew why Sebastian had come. He was negotiating because whatever Bernie had was crucial. She clenched her fide under the table, forcing herself to stay calm and seated.

Sebastian, however, didn't seem as restrained. He casually pulled a gun from his waist and placed it next to his wine que The cold, dark muzzle was pointed straight at Bernie. The room seemed to freeze, the tension palpable, Bernie's bodyguard instinctively reached for his weapon, but Bernie stopped him with a sharp gesture. Stephanie's body tensed, but Sebastian's hand was there, resting on her knee-a reassuring weight. His voice, however, ww anything but reassuring. "I'm not here to negotiate," he said, his words dripping with danger.

Bernie's face darkened.

Sebastian continued, "I'm taking what I cfor. As for your terms..." He paused, his eyes turning colder and boring into Bernie's. "I gave you a chance. If you're not willing to talk, then I'll assyou don't want anything in return Macro watched the exchange, his mind racing. 'Bernie doesn't want anything in return? That's ridiculous. This guy's infamous on Keris Isle for his greed. Anyone who deals with him usually leaves feeling like they've been stripped bare On the way over, Macro had been thinking about how no one ever seemed to get anything from Sebastian. Sebastian was the type who never gave an inch, but Bernie was always the one trying to take something Macro wondered what, if anything, Bernie could possibly get from Sebastian this time.

But now, it was clear that Sebastian wasn't giving anything away. Macro glanced at the gun resting in front of Sebastian's glass and couldn't help but think, 'Whoa, that's just Sebastian-always in control, never at a disadvantage! "Fine. There's nothing more to say," Bernie said and stormed to the door, pushing aside the model clinging to him, the group of models following behind like a flock of birds.

At the door, Bernie paused and turned back, looking down at Sebastian like a stern elder. "You're not the only one who wants that, you know. Think carefully.

"A man should never let a woman jeopardize important matters. As the head of the Lucano family, you should understand that better than anyone." Sebastian's eyes met Bernie's, a silent challenge passing between them. Finally, Bernie sneered and walked out, the door slamming behind him. The room was quiet again, and only Sebastian and his crew were here.

"Is that thing important?" Stephanie glanced at him. Sebastian's face was a little off, like he'd bitten into something sour, so she assumed it must be important.

He reached out and tousled her hair.

Stephanie said, “If I'd known, I would've just stayed on the plane and slept. Or you could tellwhat it is, and I'll sneak it back for you." Macro burst into laughter, the kind that bubbled up and couldn't be stopped. "And how are you planning to stea. it? Because you're small?" Stephanie thought, 'Does this guy ever shut up?' Macro waved his hand, still chuckling. "Richard is on Keris Isle too. What if he catches you while you're snoozing on the plane?" 09:37 Thu, 20 Mar Chapter 198 Elliot and Stephanie were speechless. Macro had a knack for finding the exact words that made people's blood boil.

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Sebastian shot a quick, warning glance at Macro. Kicking him e.

would've been satisfying, but they were too far apart. It wasn't worth the effort. He turned to Elliot, who was standing behind him, and said, "Go, throw them all overboard." Elliot nodded, his face a mask of calm. "Yes, sir."

Stephanie asked in shock, "What? This yacht is yours?" She'd noticed the yacht looked faixilar when she was on the pier talking to Ella. But Bernie had acted like he owned the place, so she'd assumed it was his.

Sebastian's smile softened his features. The tension from earlier was gone. "It's yours," he said.

Stephanie was stunned. 'Mine? Wait, what? So Bernie hit onon my yacht?" "Throw them. It's the right thing to do," she said. If that thing hadn't been important to Sebastian, she would've already taken care of Bernie, Elliot moved off to handle the situation.

Macro's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Sebastian. "How much of the stuff you've bought over the years is in her name?" Stephanie's gaze snapped to Sebastian as well. "The Shallow Bay Area in Long Harbor is a birthday gift But when has he bought this yacht for me?" Sebastian looked down at Stephanie and admitted quietly, "I don't know." He'd forgotten when it had started, but somehow, it had becsecond nature to put everything under her name.

Macro's face contorted in confusion as he thought, 'Wait, so Stephanie doesn't even know her own financial ve status? He raised an eyebrow, his tone teasing. "Aren't you worried Stephanie might betray you and run off with all the money?" Sebastian's eyes darkened, and Stephanie's gaze sharpened. Both of them shot icy glares at Macro, as if they could tear him apart with their eyes.

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