Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 200 Stephanie kept glaring at him, her eyes blazing with defiance.

Richard tapped her forehead lightly with his knuckles. "Have I been too lenient with you before?" 'He's got snerve, she thought, her anger boiling over. 'He's the one without a shred of decency Richard's voice was a low, menacing command. "Talk." Stephanie's lips pursed into a tight line, her eyes flickering with irritation.

One glance at her expression told Richard she was thinking of sinking her teeth into him again.

They'd grown up together, but he'd never realized how sharp her teeth were. The marks on his neck and hand were still fresh, and there was even an indentation on his wrist.

"I said, talk," Richard growled, his grip tightening. "Are you deaf?" But Stephanie's eyes were a challenge, almost mocking him. His threats seemed to bounce off her, only fueling her own defiance. She could see his anger simmering, and it only made her curse him inwardly.

'Damn it, Richard muttered inwardly, 'If you've got something to say, say it to my face. He then said with anger, tapping her head with the butt of his gun, "Have you heard me? I said, talk to me." Stephanie's patience snapped. "What do you wantto say?" she snapped back, wondering what on earth he wanted to hear.

Richard's eyes flashed with anger. "Didn't I tell you what it is?" Stephanie rolled her eyes, feeling a mix of ang and disbelief. 'He's seriously out of his mind,' she thought.

Her eyes were darting around, and Richard could tell she was cursing him in her head again. He was so pissed off that he grabbed her by the throat. "Tell me," he snapped, his voice low and tight. "What the hell are you thinking?" "I think you're a bit off your rocker," she said.

Richard's eyes narrowed. Clearly, she was seriously pushing it. He warned, his tone low and menacing, "Think I won't snap your neck right here?" "Then you'd better be ready to go down with me," Stephanie shot back. She wasn't afraid of him-or death. In fact, Richard was the one who feared it more. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hiding all these years, running off to Paginara like a coward.

She remembered a lesson Sofia had taught her years ago: In a dangerous situation, fear of death leads to a loss of composure and reluctance to take risks. If enemies perceive this fear, they have already gained the upper hand.

"Great," Richard said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're brave. Now tell me, did Bernie hand it over to your dear brother?" He emphasized the word "brother," as if trying to remind her of her once connection to Sebastian. Stephanie's glare was unyielding. "I don't know," she said.

Richard wasn't buying it. "You and Sebastian are inseparable. How could you not know?" "I really don't know," Stephanie repeated.

Richard's grip on her neck tightened again, and for a moment, he actually thought about killing her. Chapter 200 But just as the tension between them reached a breaking point, there was a knock on the door.

At that moment, Stephanie's voice pierced through the silence. "Help" But before she could finish, Richard clamped a hand over her mouth, his eyes blazing with fury.

She squirmed, but just as suddenly, a voice from outside the door shattered the tension. “Richard, it's me.” It was Theodore.

Stephanie's body tensed, but as she recognized the voice, she gradually relaxed. Richard's hand slipped away from her mouth, but he made a half-hearted motion as if to slap her.

She flinched, covering her face with her hands. But instead of striking her, Richard yanked her away from the door and flung it open.

53 Theodore burst in, and his eyes widened in shock at the sight of Stephanie. "How is she here? Are you out of your mind? You just caught her here?" His first thought was how close he'd cto running himself ragged. This was Sebastian's territory, and Sebastian was on the cruise. Every step felt like walking on thin ice, their lives hanging by a thread.

Richard shot Theodore a glare. "You're so spineless." Theodore's face flushed with frustration. 'This is crazy. Why mess with Stephanie right under Sebastian's nose? Last tat Shallow Bay, we managed to get her out of there, but this time... well, I don't think we can take her away.

He shook his head. "I'm not as fearless as you. You don't even care about your own life. Why aren't you running? What are you even waiting for here?" Stephanie's mind raced. 'So they even think about takingaway?' Richard's cold gaze fell on Theodore. "Do I really have to run?" Theodore looked surprised. "Con, you're dealing with his little princess here. Not running away? Don't tellyou're planning to send her back. Listen, it'sor Stephanie. She stays, I'm out. If you're taking her, then we're all leaving together." Stephanie's eyes widened in confusion. 'What did he mean by that? That sounds like something two love rivals would say Before Richard could kick Theodore out, Stephanie jumped up, her face flushed with anger. "I'm telling you all, I'm not leaving this boat, even if you kill me." Both Richard and Theodore turned to look at her, stunned.

Theodore gritted his teeth and stepped forward. "You little brat, we haven't settled the score about the dog yet. My leg was nearly broken; you owecompensation." Stephanie snorted coldly, "Why didn't it break? You should've got what you deserved." Theodore's face turned red with rage. "You almost broke my leg, and that's still not enough? Now you want to get Richard killed too? If Sebastian finds out you're with him, you're both done for." "It's not like I ran into his arms on purpose," Stephanie retorted, not a pushover at all. "If anyone deserves a lesson, it's him." Theodore was furious.

Richard stormed over, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and tossed him out the door.

The door slammed shut with a bang, leaving Stephanie and Richard alone once again. Chapter 200 97%1 +53 Richard took long strides toward her, his expression hardening as his eyes fell on the red marks on her neck. His entire body tensed and his voice was low and dangerous. "I told you before, didn't I? You're mine. You're my fiancée." Stephanie's eyes blazed with defiance. “Just because you say so? What kind of person says that without thinking twice? Don't you even consider whether you have the right to say such a thing?" "You-" Richard's anger surged, and he grabbed her roughly, dragging her toward the bathroom.

"What are you doing? Let go of me, you jerk!" Stephanie fought back with everything she had, clawing at his hands and kicking her legs.

Richard threw her into the bathtub, the cold porcelain jarring against her back. He pointed the showerhead at her, ready to turn on the water.

She shouted, "Richard, you jerk! Don't you dare.

He let out a chuckle, the sound dripping with contempt. "Still trying to threaten me? You've got snerve." He turned on the shower, dousing her in cold water. His rough fingers scrubbed at the marks on her neck, as if trying to erase them.

Stephanie was furious. She lunged for the showerhead, yanked it from his grasp, and with all her strength, slammed it onto Richard's head.

Richard's head rang with the impact, the pain sharp and intense. He gritted his teeth, his eyes narrowing. "You crazy woman...

He couldn't believe how bad-tempered she'd becover the years. His head throbbed as if she'd hit him with a hammer. She was ruthless, trying to knock him out. Enraged, he lunged at her, ready to grab Stephanie.

But Stephanie wasn't one to back down. She fought back fiercely. Suddenly, her phone vibratedo m Stephanie met Richard's piercing gaze, her eyes wary and defiant. She gave him a fierce glare, rolled her eyes, and instinctively hid the phone behind her back.

Richard asked, "Who's calling you?" "None of your business, Stephanie snapped, her voice dripping with irritation.

Richard's mind raced. 'She's not scared ofat all. Have I been too gentle with her back in Fiorenza? It's tto show her my tougher side: He stepped closer, pulling the soaked Stephanie into his arms. She struggled wildly, screaming, "Let go of me, you jerk- In the next moment, he grabbed the phone from her, finding it was a video call from Sebastian.

Richard glanced at Stephanie and then pressed the answer button, bringing the phone close to his face and calling Sebastian's name.

There was a brief, heavy silence on the other end. Then Sebastian's voice turned cold, like ice. "Where's Stefi?" In one swift motion, Richard flipped the phone's camera to face Stephanie. The cold metal of his gun pressed against her temple.

She reached out to push it away, but Richard's glare stopped her cold. His eyes were hard, a silent warning.

When Sebastian saw Stephanie on the screen-soaked to the bone, her hair plastered to hexface, and clearly terrified the tension in his voice spiked. "What did you do to her?" It wasn't a question; it was a threat. Richard let out a low, mirthless chuckle. "Sebastian, I want what's mine." "Done," Sebastian replied without hesitation.

09:37 Thu, 20 Mar A Chapter 200 Stephanie was stunned.

'So easy? It seems she really matters to Sebastian now, Richard thought. His gaze flicked to the marks@n Stephanienerk and his expression darkened. When he spoke again, his tone was colder, more menacing. When will you ge "The stuff is with Bernie. You already know that," Sebastian said.

'Bernie? I thought Lancelot had stolen it from Sebastian, no? So that actually belongs to Richard? The sthing he ge asks Sebastian for? And what exactly is it?' Stephanie couldn't help but feel a growing curiosity "Then I'll need you to get it back for me. In the meantime, I'll make sure Steff is well taken care of Richard's line trimet into a cold smirk as he tapped the gun against Stephanie's head.

Sebastian's voice turned even more dangerous, like a coiled snake. "Move that gun away from her head This is your Sar warning." "Sebastian, it seems you still don't realize that the control of this chase is no longer in your hands, Richard replied his ne dripping with arrogance.

Sebastian's voice was flat, but there was a hint of something darker. "Is that so?" The next moment, the camera on Sebastian's end shifted, and Richard's eyes widened in shock. Theodore was on the screen. crying and pleading, "Richard, help." Richard's mind raced. 'How useless. How does Theodore end up in Sebastian's hands so quickly? mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1