Book4 Chapter3

Amelia was the closest match Michael could find to me.

Her eyes burned with anger as she stood with a few indifferent associates behind her.

"You low-life," Amelia said with venom, "knowing Michael's obsession with me, you went through all this trouble to imitate me, hoping to replace me, didn't you?"

I raised my gaze and looked at Amelia calmly, my voice tinged with resignation. "This isn't your place. Michael isn't here, so you should leave before things escalate."

Amelia sneered, flicking her hair dismissively.

"Michael is my man. There's no place of his that's off-limits to me.

You're just afraid that I will expose your little scheme and leave you with nothing."

As she spoke, Amelia yanked my hair roughly, making me wince in pain.

"You-" Before I could finish, she kicked me hard, sending me crashing into a nearby coffee table with a loud thud.

to get up, I wiped the blood from my forehead and said coolly: "Aren't you

Even a scratch on my face would upset him.

in with mockery: "Exactly,

with Amelia. How dare you, a cheap imitation, compare yourself to

dime a dozen. We're making an example of you today to

right, let anyone trying to climb the

Jackson's true love is!"

my voice edged with warning: "You'd better check with

raised her chin with disdain: "What makes you think you can compare yourself to me? I'm Michael's top priority, and

flashed with anger as she ordered her bodyguards:

she's managed to alter her body to

bodyguards moved toward me, tearing at my clothes with

struggled to protect myself, shouting: "Stop! I'm

words, they hesitated. Amelia's gaze hardened: "You say you're

he knew you were treating me like this, he

bodyguards didn't believe me and mocked me

woman must be out of her mind

a bit like Amelia doesn't mean

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