Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 61

Amara felt a bit awkward, just about to mutter an apology or something when Finnian removed her arm.

The gesture sent a chill through her. Hadn't he agreed to act a bit more affectionate? Why couldn't he even tolerate that? Did he dislike her that much?

But to her surprise, the next moment, Finnian wrapped his arm around her waist. His hand gripped her slender waist firmly, the touch sending a hot flush through her, and her heart raced like crazy.

"This looks more intimate," Finnian said smoothly, guiding Amara inside.

"Oh right, I haven't told you things about my family yet," Amara mentioned, trying to keep her cool while her heart pounded in her chest. She walked into the living room, had Will pass the gifts to the housekeeper, and spoke to Finnian.

"What things?"

I was really young, and then my dad married my stepmom, Fiona

married my dad, she brought along her daughter, my stepsister, who changed

she mentioned Elowen. Her face was

well, if it isn't the ugly

drifted down from upstairs. Amara instinctively looked up to see a woman with sharp

gaze, the woman in a red

that mask, huh? Afraid your hideous face will scare everyone away? How considerate of

a posh socialite, emerged from the kitchen. She bore a passing resemblance to Elowen. This was

looking a decade younger thanks to meticulous upkeep, was more attractive than Elowen. Elowen had inherited only a

sneered, Fiona stood silently by with a smile, not uttering a word of reproach. She wasn't directly joining in,

gaze swept over the mother-daughter duo, her eyes cold as ice. It had always been like this. Elowen would ridicule her each time Amara was in sight, and

turned grim

whispering, "No