The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Amelia felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. A surge of coldness rose in her trembling chest. The redness from her earlier embarrassment drained from her face, leaving her pale and pitiful.

She looked into Chelsea's tearful eyes, seeing through her act to the true loathing underneath. In the past, Amelia might have turned and fled, hiding in a secluded corner to wallow in self-pity and tears. But this time, a strange courage surged within her. She had the determination to face the Lovett family head-on.

Amelia loved Steven. Was it wrong to love? Why should she bow to them? If she slunk away in defeat, wouldn't that be admitting that Chelsea was right?

"Ms. Amelia, did you understand what I said?" Chelsea maintained her frail appearance, but her tone was icy.

burst. "Direct your anger at me. As an elder, how can you say such things to the woman I love? What did

your mother? You're being outrageous!" Neil finally couldn't hold back,

He was furious and shocked that his usually obedient and considerate

influence him, Steve would completely break away from the family. Chelsea's eyes blazed with anger as she glared at Amelia. "What did I do to her? I was just having a woman-to-woman conversation with Ms. Amelia. What use is it to talk to you? Can you even understand?" "Ms. Amelia, you are Chairman Thompson and Madam Celeste's daughter. Though you weren't born of the first wife like Ms. Bella, you

you truly love Steve, you should let him go. You shouldn't put him in a position where he has to choose between love and family.

his immense anger blurring the image of the woman before him. Was this really the loving and kind mother who had

recover their dignity? How could Steven sever ties with this girl? The veins on Steven's forehead throbbed wildly as he was about to speak. At that moment, Amelia bravely met Chelsea's hostile gaze and spoke in a steady tone. "Mrs. Lovett, I am sorry, but I