Chapter 64

• AMELIA'S POV
• I arrived at Uncle Gregory's mansion early in the morning. The air was thick with anticipation, a silent storm brewing. As I walked in, I felt a knot in my stomach. Today was the day of the election, and I had a sinking feeling that things would unfold in ways I couldn't fully control.
• "Amelia, over here," Gregory called from the study. His voice was calm, but there was a sharp edge to it that made me shiver. I walked in and found him pacing, his hands clutching his phone like a lifeline.