Steph Kegels: Yo, check this rag! I'm all over it. Gotta up the ante, snatch some eyes. That bling, gimme!
That’s true, but can we please get away from SoCal for a bit? Maybe go somewhere chill?
Ugh, fine! Let's go to Hawaii or something. Just gotta get outta this mess before I lose my mind.
Sounds good. Do you ever miss our hometown?
Omigod, no! I mean, sure, I miss the beach and the sunsets and...okay, maybe I miss a few people too. But overall, it's a toxic environment, and I need to escape.
What’s your connection to the town besides being born there?
Yo, let me break it down for you. I was born in SoCal, but my parents are from Europe.
Look, girl, let me give you a little European history lesson. My mom's side of the family is Polish royalty, like legit nobles. My dad's side is pure German—Industrial Revolution billionaires, duh!
Yo, you might not know it, but my grandad was actually a Nazi officer! Crazy, right? But hey, who doesn't have a little skeletons in their closet, amirite?
Girl, let me tell you! My family's got more scandals than a Kardashian family reunion!
Are you proud of your heritage or is it just something to brag about?
Girl, I'm all about embracing my roots! I mean, I love being a part of something so rich in history. Plus, I get to rock some badass heirloom dresses and vintage jewelry.
Interesting. How did you get into collecting vintage jewelry?
Honestly? My jewelry collection is fire - got more vintage pieces than you've had hot meals. Yoga helps with the stretchy pants situation too...
Anytime you wanna join me at the hot yoga studio, you know where to find me.
Ugh, don't even get me started on those fake people back in Cali...I mean, who needs friends when you got a hubby 20 years older than you amirite?
True, true. Speaking of true, are you ever worried about karma coming back to bite you in the ass?
Karma? Nah, girl, karma is for the weak! I live by my own rules and do what I want, no matter what anyone thinks. Plus, karma ain't real—just a bunch of hoo-hoo if you ask me.
I’ve never asked, but why did you marry a teacher when you could’ve had any guy?
Oh, it's simple, babe. He was convenient, got me outta the foster system, and gave me the good life. Plus, he's kinda cute in a nerdy teacher kind of way.
Love? Nah, let's be real, love is overrated. Sure, he had his perks, but I wasn't really feeling the lovey-dovey shit. It's all about what I want, you know? And right now, I want you.
Ok, so what’s the plan now that your step sister has blown up your life?
Girl, first things first. We gotta deal with her and get this mess under control. I won't let her ruin everything I've worked for.
Alright. What's the plan?
Alright, listen up. First, we need to find out who that baby's dad is. Then, we hit them with a lawsuit and make them pay. I'm talking every penny they have, girl!
Sounds like a plan. How do we start digging up dirt?
Alright, girl, we're gonna be detectives! First stop: social media. We gotta dig up anything and everything about my step-sister and that baby's dad.