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.

and said coolly: "Aren't

face would upset him. If he finds out, what's he going to do? Blame me because of you, a pathetic

with mockery: "Exactly, everyone knows

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

are a dime a dozen. We're making

climb the social

Jackson's true love is!"

my voice edged with warning: "You'd

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

to alter her body to look like

tearing at my clothes with

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

Amelia's gaze hardened: "You say

replied steadily: "Yes, that's right. You're just a stand-in he found. If he knew you were

believe me and mocked me

mind if she thinks she can

Amelia doesn't mean you can pretend to

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