LOGINAmelia said nothing more. She simply patted Jessica’s hand quietly, offering comfort through silence.Layla’s eyes lit up when she saw the necklace. "Honey, this necklace is stunning. Could you buy it for me?" she said sweetly, swaying Moss's arm. If it weren't for the babies blossoming inside her womb, Moss wouldn't have spent a single cent on her.“Of course. I'll win it for you," he replied. The main part of his agreement stemmed from his desire to show off his wealth in front of Amelia. He wanted her to realize that she had been blind to let him go and to regret it bitterly.“Thanks, sweetheart," Layla said, leaning against his chest with a fake smile.But her eyes betrayed her true feelings, disgust. Once Moss perished, all of the Glyn family's fortune would be hers. If not for that, she wouldn't have endured him for a single day.“Wow! This emerald necklace is absolutely breathtaking," Eve breathed, her eyes shimmering with longing. She couldn't help but imagine how splendid it w
The crack of the gavel against the desk felt like it had slammed straight into Eve’s chest. She couldn't breathe. Her face drained of color, and for a moment, she teetered on the brink of fainting from sheer fury.She had just flushed a fortune down the drain for a statue she didn't even care about. She had walked in, all puffed up and determined to trick Amelia. And now, her plan had backfired, and she was the one forced to pay a hefty sum.Seething, Eve shot Amelia a glare so sharp that it could cut steel. But what she saw only made her blood boil. The sour expression that had been on Amelia’s face just moments ago had vanished, replaced by a slow, mocking smile that dripped with provocation.In that instant, everything clicked for Eve. Amelia had never truly wanted the statue. She had put on a show, pretending to be anxious that someone else might snatch it up, just to bait her. How maddening.The realization that she'd been toyed with, manipulated so smoothly, made Eve’s temples th
"Has that fool completely lost it? He must be out of his mind to blow eighty million on some worthless stamp set!" Eve seethed, her jaw so tight it felt like she might grind her teeth to dust.Sophia reached out, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, and whispered with a reassuring smile, "Careful with your words. If the wrong person overhears and rumors start to spread, you could end up on his bad side. That won't end well."Defiance flashed in Eve’s eyes. "Like I'm scared. He may pull strings in Meloria, but his reach doesn't extend to Critport," Eve snapped, irritation bubbling up.Damian didn't let it go unchecked. His icy glare landed on Eve. "That's enough. Don't stir up trouble."Buying Feathers of the Divine was his only objective. The last thing he needed was Eve provoking Moss and getting in the way. Stirring up conflict might mean missing out on the painting completely, or worse, getting banned from the auction altogether.A new item appeared on the stage.“Next up is a mini sta
Even though the room was soundproofed to perfection, Amelia’s stare had unnerved Mark so badly that he didn't even dare raise his voice. Even his breathing grew shallow. He couldn't shake off his concerns that Amelia might somehow know he was here.Lucas knew full well that Amelia couldn't see through the tinted glass inside the room. Still, he averted his eyes, his heart skipping a beat.“You said you'd see Amelia at the auction today, but now you're too flustered to even look her in the eye through the one-way glass," Mark teased, a sly grin tugging at his lips.Lucas’ expression remained stone-cold and indifferent as he muttered, "You're the fine one to talk. Why bother dropping your voice, knowing this room is soundproof?"“I'll shut it." Mark mimicked zipping his lips. He wasn't foolish enough to joke around any further. Earlier, when Amelia had glanced over, even through the tinted glass, her stare had been so intense that it felt as though she could see right through the one-way
The others looked on with bitter disdain, watching Jessica ride Amelia’s coattails like that, it made their skin crawl.“Stop pretending like you haven't followed us all the way here," Damian said, his glare slicing into Amelia. "Apologize to Sophia before I completely lose my patience, and then we'll let it slide."Amelia felt a fierce impulse to knock some sense into his skull. This man couldn't even comprehend basic language. "I'm not apologizing. Now, get the hell out of my face!" she snapped. "Stop being a pest."Without waiting for a reply, Amelia seized Jessica’s hand, ready to breeze right past them.But Damian suddenly grabbed Amelia’s wrist, his face thunderous as he commanded, "Apologize."“Let go." Amelia twisted her head sharply, her eyes like frozen daggers.Damian recoiled slightly, caught off guard by the sheer chill in her stare, and let go without thinking. Something told him that if he didn't, her fist might've met his face.Amelia gave a cold snort and walked off wi
"Alright," Amelia said, raising a brow. "I'll be waiting for your challenge then."Xavier, watching them, silently tightened his grip on his fork. Wasn't this brat supposed to be learning how to cook just to win Amelia over? It turned out Desmond was determined to defeat her!Sure, Desmond had said something like that before, but Xavier had assumed he was just joking.Realizing just how immature his grandson still was, Xavier let out a long, weary sigh.Desmond, completely unaware of Xavier’s thoughts, was still lost in his fantasy of becoming a culinary master himself. "The current legendary culinary master's code name is Blaine," he muttered thoughtfully. "I need a good one for myself. Once I become his protégé and even best him, my code name will be…"Desmond grinned, eyes squinting playfully, and formed a finger gun. "Gavin!" he said proudly, pretending to blow smoke off his fingertip.“How about that? Cool, right? Doesn't it sound super striking?" Desmond looked around the table,
“Who's the guy?" Kole's voice carried a note of nervous suspicion as he studied the masked man's imposing frame. "Think he's some kind of fighter?"“Doesn't matter." Carla’s voice remained ice-cold and confident. "This is about the bet, not backup muscle. When Amelia gets her ass kicked, she'll stil
"Don't worry. They'll show up soon," Lucas said, his voice smooth and confident. He rose calmly from his seat at the elegant table.He strolled over to a more secluded, quiet corner of the expansive room, away from the other diners, and placed a call to the manager of Roka Restaurant.“Mr. Sullivan,
But Amelia didn't even flinch. She kicked him aside just as his hand started to rise, effortless, like brushing off a fly.“Ah!" Kole slammed into the ground with a thud, yelping in pain as his body twisted awkwardly.Cassie bolted toward him, panic all over her face. "Kole!" she shouted, her voice
Upset by Howard’s words, Martha spoke up. "Dad, must you be so harsh? Eve is your granddaughter! Why defend that woman over your own family?"Witnessing his daughter being scolded left Trevor burning with shame. Longstanding resentment toward Howard simmered inside him. His refusal to give him the r







