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.

the blood from my forehead and said coolly: "Aren't you worried about Michael finding out about this

on my face would upset him. If he

chimed in with

instantly taken with Amelia. How dare you, a

women like you are a dime a dozen. We're making an example of

right, let anyone trying to climb the social

Jackson's true love is!"

voice edged with warning: "You'd better check

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

with anger as

to alter her body

tearing at my clothes with rough

protect myself, shouting:

hesitated. Amelia's gaze hardened: "You say

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

and her bodyguards didn't believe me

mind if she

a bit like Amelia doesn't mean

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