The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Chairman Thompson."

Wyatt halted, finally noticing Steven standing before him for, God knows, how long.

"Steven, it's late now. Are you not leaving yet?" He smiled faintly.

"Chairman Thompson, I..." Steven hesitated to speak, feeling a lump in his throat.

"I know you are waiting for Amelia, right?"

Having his thoughts exposed, Steven was awkward and at a loss. After a moment of silence, he guiltily said, "Chairman Thompson, I'm really sorry about my brother. But please believe me. No matter what choice the Lovett family makes, I will also choose the Thompson's side."

Wyatt curled his lips slightly. "This is your family's matter. You don't need to explain it to me. You must have a lot to say to Amelia, right? Have a good talk. I won't disturb you."

His words sent a chill down Steven's spine.

returned to his senses, Wyatt

while, Amelia, who had tidied herself up, entered the

"Amelia!"

forward, opening his arms wide and pulling the girl he

you... You're squeezing too tight. I can't breathe." Amelia

eyes were red, refusing to

on her shoulder, leaving a passionate mark. "Sorry. I've made things difficult for you because

in love hugged for a long time

plan my career path,

stay at home and spend time with my parents. You've just recovered from a serious injury, and Bella said she wanted you to join

for a while." Amelia forced

Steven's heart felt torn apart. He grabbed her shoulders. "Amelia, did Chairman Thompson pressure you?!