Save Amelia

“Mom, you told me you’ll behave.” Aubrey sounds regretful; inviting her mother here is a big fat problem and disaster.

“I didn't know that my net worth and family background matter,” I say the words like fiery dragon breaths.

Leila let out a controlled smile, “Oh, no, no, don’t get me wrong, sweetheart, we want to know if Axel catches a good fish or not.”

It is my turn to laugh, “You should be the one who’s pitching your family background to me since I’m on the feminine side, don’t you think so?”

“Robin, my mom is trying to be funny. Don’t mind her; let’s eat dinner, shall we?”

I can't blame Aubrey for saving her mother from the hot seat, but that doesn't change that her mother is a disgusting bitch.

“Thank you,” Axel whispers in my ear, causing a thousand jolts of sparks in my body.

“Some Champagne?” Aubrey raises a flute of glass, urging us to have some casual drinking.

“Sorry, I’ll pass; I have a significant operation tomorrow.”

“Operation? You sound like a daughter of a Mafia kill