Chapter 4

• Amelia let out all her pent-up grievances in one breath, and immediately felt much better.
• "Finished?"
• Maynard's eyes were filled with confusion. He had given her a credit card and had Adrian send her designer clothes and bags every season.
• Now, he'd given her a large sum of money for the breakup—enough for her to live comfortably. He thought he'd done his part.
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• "Can't finish in a few words," she replied.
• "Go on," he urged.
• "I can, but it'll cost you more," she smirked.
• Maynard's lips pressed tightly together. "Amelia, you really are all about the money. Greed never ends well," he warned.
• She was still not satisfied, even after all he'd done for her.
• Amelia's eyes were defiant yet clear, and he couldn't understand how a woman he thought was nothing but a gold-digger with a mouth full of lies could have such pure eyes.
• But she'd caused trouble repeatedly, and now she didn't even bother to hide it anymore. He'd thought she'd finally show her true colors.
• He should have felt relieved, but seeing her signature on the breakup agreement felt like punching into cotton—utterly pointless.
• Amelia's eyes hid her sorrow, but she pretended not to care. She didn't want to leave with her dignity trampled underfoot.
• Misty, sensing the tension, quickly changed her tone to one of malicious speculation. "Amelia, are you in such a hurry to sign the breakup because you've already found someone new?"
• Maynard's face turned cold instantly, and he stared at Amelia with a scrutinizing gaze.
• Amelia met his distrustful look head-on. "Yeah, if the new guy is good enough, no ex is worth remembering."
• "You've been living off my money, and you had the nerve to find someone else?" Maynard's face darkened.
• Amelia glanced at the clothes on the ground. "Here, take them back."
• She had only taken a few inconspicuous items, leaving all the designer bags and jewelry untouched.
• Maynard ignored the clothes and looked at her. "What you're wearing was bought by me too."
• "Then take it back," she said, starting to unbutton her blouse, revealing her delicate collarbones and the subtle curves beneath.
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• Misty took out her phone, wanting to capture this.
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• Maynard's face turned ashen. "Enough! Amelia, you're the most shameless woman I've ever met. Get out of here. I never want to see you again!"
• With that, Maynard turned and walked back into the hall, his back as cold and distant as ever.
• Amelia stopped unbuttoning her shirt, a flash of mockery in her eyes. Didn't he tell her to take it off?
• Misty, disappointed, put her phone away and raised an eyebrow with a cruel smile. "You can't just strip and expect someone to pay for it. You were born poor, and you'll stay that way. No amount of pretending will change that."
• Amelia picked up the cardboard box, sniffing back tears. Sometimes she really envied those born into good fortune.
• Just then, a loud buzzing sound filled the air. A helicopter descended assertively onto the lawn.
• Several tall, black-clad bodyguards stepped out and marched over.
• Maynard, hearing the helicopter, stood at the entrance of the hall and watched as the bodyguards approached Amelia.
• The bodyguard bowed respectfully. "Miss, we're here to take you away."
• Take her away?
• Amelia looked at the helicopter and suddenly remembered Rosemary's call about finding her family.
• Could it be that her family had sent them to pick her up?
• She pinched her cheek, feeling like she was dreaming.
• Misty's face twisted with mockery. "Amelia, you really know how to put on a show. Where did you find these hired actors? You're just a country bumpkin. No matter how hard you try, you can't hide your poor background. And a helicopter? You've probably never seen one up close before, hick!"
• Before Amelia could respond, the bodyguard beside her slapped Misty hard, sending her sprawling face-first into the dirt.
• Misty screamed, "Amelia, how dare you! Do you know who I am? Who my brothers are? I'll make your whole family pay!"
• Amelia looked at Misty's dishevelled state and smiled. "My brother might be a billionaire," she said, turning toward the helicopter.
• "Amelia, stop right there!" Maynard's voice was filled with anger.
• She paused for a moment but kept walking, boarding the helicopter without looking back.
• Maynard watched her retreating figure, unconsciously quickening his pace to a jog.
• Misty clung to his arm pitifully. "Maynard, you saw it! Amelia had someone hit me!"
• But Maynard didn't even glance at Misty. His eyes were fixed on Amelia's disappearing figure, filled with a mix of emotions.
• "Maynard, Amelia must have already found someone new. Why else would a rich man send a helicopter for her right after the breakup?"
• "Shut up," Maynard growled, realizing that Amelia might have actually found someone else.
• He thought that Amelia had said those words to provoke him.
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• He immediately called his assistant."Amelia was taken away by a helicopter. Find out where she's going."
• "Maynard, you really care about Amelia? She's already betrayed you for another man."
• "Shut up."