The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Amelia felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. A surge of coldness rose in her trembling chest. The redness from her earlier embarrassment drained from her face, leaving her pale and pitiful.

She looked into Chelsea's tearful eyes, seeing through her act to the true loathing underneath. In the past, Amelia might have turned and fled, hiding in a secluded corner to wallow in self-pity and tears. But this time, a strange courage surged within her. She had the determination to face the Lovett family head-on.

Amelia loved Steven. Was it wrong to love? Why should she bow to them? If she slunk away in defeat, wouldn't that be admitting that Chelsea was right?

"Ms. Amelia, did you understand what I said?" Chelsea maintained her frail appearance, but her tone was icy.

Steven's broad shoulders trembled with anger, the veins in his neck bulging as if about to burst.

me. As an elder, how can you say such things to the woman I love? What did Amelia do to

to talk to your mother? You're being outrageous!" Neil

his usually obedient and considerate youngest son had changed so drastically, turning against

concerns were not unfounded. This beautiful girl, who had such a hold on his son's heart, was too dangerous. If she continued to influence him, Steve would completely break away from the family. Chelsea's

conversation with Ms. Amelia. What

Chairman Thompson and Madam Celeste's daughter. Though you weren't born of the first wife like Ms. Bella, you are still Chairman Thompson's flesh and blood. You

him in a position where he has to choose between love and family. You wouldn't want to see him live the rest of his life

Was this really the loving and kind mother who had raised him with such hardship? When had her motherly love twisted into such obsessive