CHAPTER THREE THE SCENT OF ALMOND A nurse walked into her ward carrying a tray of injections and medication. “Mr. Chairman, the young miss would need to take her injections and drugs, then rest,” she said, small beads of sweat forming on her forehead. “Okay, my little gem. You heard what the nurse said. I may not be able to visit again. Remember to behave, okay?” He kissed her forehead and pinched her cheeks. “I love my little gemstone.” “I love you more, Daddy,” she replied with a sweet smile. As the chairman walked out of the hospital room, the room fell into a deep silence. Amelia was no longer smiling like the sweet little girl from moments ago. “Hey, darling, could you sit up straight so you can take your drugs?” the nurse asked gently. She sat upright, not giving the nurse any attention. “Here’s your medication, dear.” Amelia looked at the nurse for the first time since she entered. “Do I scare you?” The nurse froze on the spot, her voice turning shaky. “No, dear
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