Chapter 204

A cold glint flashed in Catlin's eyes as she turned to Olivia. "What is she talking about? That thirty thousand dollars—who did you give it to?"

Even a fool could see Stephanie was referring to the money that had left Olivia's account. But how did she know?

Caught off guard, Olivia stammered, "Huh? Oh… I—I gave it to a scammer."

"That's the excuse she used before, right?" Catlin retorted.

Everything was happening too fast. Olivia barely had time to think. Catlin seized on her words. "You hear that? She was scammed!"

Stephanie let out a cold laugh. "Oh? You sure it wasn't a payment to a murderer?"

The word "murderer" hit Olivia like a punch. She gasped for air.

Stephanie tilted her head slightly. "Elliot, didn't you find out that the money actually went to a wanted killer?"

"That's right," Elliot confirmed. "An A-list fugitive."

Stephanie clicked her tongue. "An A-list fugitive? Thirty thousand dollars? What was it for? Some kind of deal?"

Olivia's mind exploded. Stephanie knew everything.

Panic gripped Olivia as she realized her secret was out. Catlin, completely stunned, looked between Stephanie and Olivia. "Wait, what? Olivia, why the hell are you in contact with an A-list fugitive? Why did you give them money?"

"I—" Olivia began, but was cut off.

"Yeah," Stephanie pressed, her tone sharp. "Why, Olivia?"

With both women closing in, Olivia's mind went blank. One thought echoed: she was screwed. Her heart pounded wildly as she locked eyes with Stephanie. The pressure was overwhelming. Her vision blurred, and before she could fight it, everything went black.

Catlin, initially confused, panicked when Olivia collapsed in her arms, her lips turning pale and bluish. "Olivia! Olivia!" Catlin shrieked. "Somebody call a doctor! Now!" Her voice rang out hysterically.

Stephanie watched, unimpressed. "Let's go."

"Yes, ma'am," Elliot responded, following her. Even after they turned the corner, Catlin's frantic screams echoed through the hallway, a testament to her concern for Olivia.

The money had indeed ended up in a murderer's hands, but it hadn't been transferred directly from Olivia's account. It had passed through multiple layers—clearly laundered.

Stephanie smirked. "No rush."

Olivia's reaction clearly showed she wasn't faking her illness. If she were healthy, Stephanie wouldn't hesitate to confront her directly. But karma was working just fine. Olivia was practically falling apart—her hair thinning to the point of bald patches. For someone as vain as Olivia, this slow decline was torture enough.

Elliot immediately understood. "You really scared the hell out of her."

Stephanie chuckled, playfully and mischievously. For a moment, Elliot understood why Sebastian admired her. She possessed an effortless ease, a lightness that was rare. Even in the darkest situations, she radiated an energy that made people feel alive.

Bzzzz. Stephanie Giovanni's phone vibrated—it was Sebastian. She answered, "Hey, Seb…"

"Don't stir up trouble. And don't stay too long."

Stephanie rolled her eyes. She instinctively glanced at Elliot, who was trailing behind her, and who was suddenly very interested in the floor, avoiding her gaze.

"Wasn't Mr. Giovanni supposed to be worried she'd get bullied by the Harts? He just recorded a video of her scaring the Hart family and sent it to Sebastian." Stephanie muttered, "I wasn't causing trouble."

Sebastian chuckled. "Good girl." Clearly busy, he hung up.

Stephanie turned to Elliot. "You recorded me at my most terrifying, didn't you?"

Elliot remained silent.