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Chapter 46 - The war between me and Amelia 

Author: Luna Blue
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Patience was supposed to be my strength. But patience with Amelia was wearing into something sharper, rawer, every day.

The house had become a battlefield. Every conversation with her seemed to circle back to one subject—Lila. And though I wanted to believe we were fighting on the same side, the way Amelia looked at me now, like I was the enemy, made my chest burn with equal parts anger and guilt.

Tonight was no different.

“You’re avoiding it again,” she said, her voice clipped as she stood in the doorway of my office. “You bury yourself in papers and strategy like this is some merger you can outwit. Meanwhile, Victoria’s tearing her down piece by piece. Don’t you see it, Maxwell?”

I didn’t look up from the file I was scanning, because if I did, I might say something I couldn’t take back. “I see it. Every damn day.”

“Then why don’t you do something?” Her voice broke, fierce and trembling. “She’s eight years old. Eight. Do you know what she asked me this morning? If being quiet makes h
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  • The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride   Chapter 46 - The war between me and Amelia 

    Patience was supposed to be my strength. But patience with Amelia was wearing into something sharper, rawer, every day.The house had become a battlefield. Every conversation with her seemed to circle back to one subject—Lila. And though I wanted to believe we were fighting on the same side, the way Amelia looked at me now, like I was the enemy, made my chest burn with equal parts anger and guilt.Tonight was no different.“You’re avoiding it again,” she said, her voice clipped as she stood in the doorway of my office. “You bury yourself in papers and strategy like this is some merger you can outwit. Meanwhile, Victoria’s tearing her down piece by piece. Don’t you see it, Maxwell?”I didn’t look up from the file I was scanning, because if I did, I might say something I couldn’t take back. “I see it. Every damn day.”“Then why don’t you do something?” Her voice broke, fierce and trembling. “She’s eight years old. Eight. Do you know what she asked me this morning? If being quiet makes h

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