Masuk"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,
Paul and Alana exchanged glances. Their hearts ached for their daughter, but all they could offer was a few soft words of comfort. They had nothing left, no power, no influence. Only the twins in Layla’s womb mattered now.Their last hope, and they had to protect them at all costs. Moss was older than both Paul and Alana, yet he'd married their daughter without an ounce of care or respect, and that left a bitter taste in their mouths. But now, with their livelihood hanging on him, they had no choice but to swallow their pride and quietly endure.As the group was being turned away at the entrance of Roka Restaurant, the manager unexpectedly appeared at the door of the private room reserved by the Miller family.“Miss Brown, this is a bottle of exclusive vintage wine from our boss," the restaurant manager said with the utmost respect, presenting the bottle with both hands.The Miller family turned to Amelia, stunned. That bottle wasn't just rare, it was the kind of wine money alone could
Amelia turned to look, and there was Layla, one hand resting smugly on her protruding belly. Standing beside her was Moss.Amelia’s gaze sharpened. Moss, the same man whose son, Ford, had been rendered impotent by her kicks and blows. How did Moss and Layla get involved? Now that Ford suffered from infertility, if the child in Layla’s belly was Moss's, Alexa's place in the family could be in serious jeopardy.“Amelia, why didn't you let me know you were in town?" Layla purred, all smiles. "I could've treated you to a meal!"Moss chimed in smoothly, his eyes locked on Amelia. "Why not make it now? Miss Brown, care to join us?"He smiled, but the flicker of hatred and desire in his eyes gave him away. If it weren't for Amelia, the Glyn family line wouldn't have risked dying out. Thankfully, he'd gotten Layla pregnant. Her pregnancy had been a miracle, a baby born out of his previously diagnosed sterility. But even with that, he wasn't letting go of his grudge against Amelia.Amelia didn'
Sophia was touched by Damian’s words. She buried her face in his chest as she regretted the fact that she left him before.“Damian, I will never leave your side again. I will be with you forever. I hope you understand why I left before, my grandfather made me. I never truly wanted to leave you.”Sop
“I still think Amelia is the one going after different men and not the other way around. I mean, what’s so great about her that a man would want to chase her?” Lilian scoffed, her voice sharp with irritation. “I can bet on it that she must have successfully seduced that owner and must be letting him
“I had no choice but to marry you!” Damian argued, strongly. “Not marrying you back then would mean losing my place in the company.”“I guess the company is more important than your supposedly strong love then.” Amelia snarled.Lilian suddenly barged into the conversation, bristling with indignation
At this point, Amelia was tired of going back and forth with Damian.But he was still holding onto her hand.Furiously, she grabbed his wrist and twisted hard.Amelia moved swiftly, in one seamless motion, she flipped Damian over her shoulder and slammed him onto the ground.Everyone around them gas







