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Chapter 63

Penulis: Vivi Anne
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-02-27 23:48:01

Lucas’s POV

I knew something was wrong the moment Amelia walked into my office, her eyes glinting with something far too smug for my liking.

She moved with a purpose, shutting the door behind her and sauntering over to my desk like she owned the place. That was Amelia—always trying to stake her claim, to remind everyone, including me, of her presence.

"Lucas," she purred, perching on the edge of my desk. "Have you seen the news?"

I barely glanced up from the contract I was reviewing. "No. Should I have?"

Her lips curled into a smile, but there was something calculated in it. "Oh, you definitely should."

She pulled out her phone, tapping a few times before turning the screen toward me.

And just like that, my morning turned to hell.

The video played in crisp quality—security footage from outside the building where Olivia and Amelia had fought. But it had been carefully edited. It started with Olivia shoving Amelia, then the slap, then the chaos that followed. The worst part? The audio w
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