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"The one who gained the most from this disaster is Amelia. She's the real culprit here," Eve said sharply, pulling out her phone to show them the trending topics about Amelia. "She's now winning favor with Jacob and Magnus, and her public image has skyrocketed."Damian stared at the endless stream of praise for his ex-wife, along with the fact that two legendary figures had followed her account. His blood pressure soared. What drove him over the edge were the comments mocking him for being her ex-husband, calling him blind and a fool for ever casting such a gem away.“Ugh!" Damian suddenly coughed up blood and collapsed again.“Holy crap! Damian!"“Damian!"“Doctor! Someone get a doctor!"Doctors and nurses rushed inside, throwing the ward into utter chaos.***********In the sprawling garden of the Sullivan family mansion, a sea of vibrant blossoms unfurled in every shade imaginable, while at its heart stood a graceful semicircular glass sunroom.Inside, every object exuded luxury, ea

Viola rarely went out to purchase such things herself. More often than not, the latest designs were delivered straight to her home for her to select at her leisure. If not for past experiences, she would never have realized how some sales clerks judged customers solely by appearance, acting superior, dismissive, and haughty when they assumed the customers couldn't afford to buy any pieces.“Miss, this piece…the Heart of Romance, is the crown jewel of our store, valued at a hundred million. No trial wearing allowed. Perhaps you might be interested in looking at the earrings instead?" The male sales associate smiled as he spoke, yet his drawling tone carried a sting, each word dripping with quiet condescension.His manner might have seemed courteous on the surface, but beneath it lay biting sarcasm.Having grown up in the shelter of the Sullivan family, Viola had always been treated well within the upper circles of society. She had rarely crossed paths with such people. She could not det

Amelia’s lips curved into a faint, unbothered smile as she reached for her black-gold card.But just then, a voice as sharp as frost cut through the air. "What's so funny?" Lucas strode into the store, his face dark, his gaze cold and penetrating as it swept across the room.The instant their eyes met Lucas’, both Jett and Jaida shuddered violently, their bravado evaporating. They turned their heads away, unable to withstand the weight of his stare. The aura Lucas carried pressed down on them like a suffocating tide, leaving their chests tight, their legs weak, and their bodies trembling under the crushing force of his presence.“Let's hear your so-called ‘joke of the day', don't you dare disappoint me." Lucas’ gaze, cold as the dead of winter and sharp as a solitary peak piercing the sky, bore down on Jett and Jaida, trapping them beneath its merciless weight.Jett and Jaida were so startled that they shivered violently, their legs nearly giving way beneath them.Jaida studied Lucas a

“Mr. Sullivan, don't be fooled. They do not truly respect you, despite their words," Amelia said softly, with a deliberate hint of coyness in her voice. "What they parade as respect is nothing more than a painted mask. Beneath it lies dissatisfaction they dare not voice."Behind Amelia, Viola and Emily shared a knowing glance, stifling their laughter.Jaida's knees weakened, her complexion turning ashen. "Mr. Sullivan! That's not true. I never…”Jaida bit back her fury, her teeth grinding. How she longed to lash out at Amelia. That annoying vixen! Wasn't Lucas supposed to loathe women like her? Why was this woman not facing any consequences?“I am not dissatisfied! On the contrary, I am utterly convinced and full of admiration," Brad hastily said, his sweat dripping like rain.“Mr. Sullivan, I have always esteemed you with the highest regard, without a trace of complaint," Jett chimed in, though unease gnawed at his heart. Deep inside, dissatisfaction festered. Why was fate so cruelly

As Amelia strode into the emergency reception, all eyes turned to them. Patients stared openly, their gazes shifting in disbelief between her and the man in her arms.They were too stunned even to raise their phones for pictures. This woman's strength was extraordinary, almost unbelievable. Even a grown man would struggle to lift someone like Lucas, yet she carried him with ease. Her steps were light and steady, as though she bore nothing heavier than a bundle of cloth.“Doctor! Doctor! The patient has a severe wound infection, a high fever, and is losing consciousness!" Amelia called out, her voice edged with urgency.Doctors and nurses rushed forward at once, helping her transfer Lucas onto a gurney.Several hours later, Lucas had been moved to a VIP ward. His fever finally broke, though he still seemed to sleep on, his lips pale and drained of color. Thankfully, it wasn't some dreadful virus. Once the fever passed, he would be fine after waking.Amelia laid her hand on his forehead