Chapter 324

The woman was decked out in designer jewelry, exuding a sort of regal authority, yet she was a complete stranger to Amara.

Amara furrowed her brow, wondering, "Who is this person?"

The woman noticed Amara too and gave her a scrutinizing once-over, her own brows knitting together even tighter. "Who is she?" she demanded, with an air of entitlement that made Amara squirm.

A nearby maid stepped forward cautiously, "Ma'am, this is Miss Amara."

Amara? The woman's eyes widened as she looked Amara over again, her gaze settling on her striking face. "Wasn't she disfigured? How does she look like this now?"

The woman's lack of tact was astonishing, and Amara felt her patience wearing thin.

unspoken resentment. She strode towards Amara, demanding fiercely, "I saw your photo at Finn's wedding. You had these ghastly scars,

coolly, "Well, they healed,

clearly unfazed by the woman's status. The woman, looking every bit the aggrieved socialite, clenched her fists and

generally easygoing. Anyone else would have snapped at

the most patient person has limits, and being called shameless was hers. She retorted sharply, "You're the one

This is

state

house, and he invited me here. Who are


expression darkening as she raised her hand to strike Amara. Amara swiftly dodged, exclaiming, "Ma'am, please control

The maid was in a panic, rushing to stand

Amara, the maid whispered tearfully, "Ms. Sullivan, this is Mrs. Emma

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