Amelia's persistence was unwavering, her eyes locked on Ava's as she asked, "Have I done something to you, Ava? Something that's made you hate me so much?"Ava's expression was calm, but her voice was laced with a hint of curiosity. "What makes you think you've done something, Amelia? What secrets are you hiding?"“Well, for starters, I’ve done quite a lot of damage to people in the past.”Amelia's eyes dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. "I...I manipulated Jackson. I pretended to be ill, and I needed Emily's blood he’s Ex-wife...I made him think I was fragile, and he showed me so much attention..."Ava's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with the implications. She was angry and agitated. She wanted to deal with Amelia but she was holding herself because of all her plans. She didn’t want to blow her cover now and Amelia finding out that she was Emily. Amelia continued, her words spilling out like a confession. "I was nice to Emily's face, but behind her back, I talked bad about he
Amelia's hand flew to her mouth, her eyes wide with shock. "No...no, that's not possible."Ava's laughter was mocking, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "Oh, Amelia. You're so predictable. Did Jackson want to divorce you? Hmm?"Amelia's voice was shaking, her words barely audible. She had fallen for Ava’s trap."N-no, he didn't. He loves me, and we're happy."Ava's expression was skeptical, her voice dripping with disbelief. "Save it, Amelia. I don't believe you. He's already confessed everything to me. You're just too blinded by your own ego to see the truth."“What! He told you?”Amelia's face contorted in anger, her voice rising. "That's a lie! Jackson would never do that to me!"Ava's smile was cold, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, really? Then why did he come to me, begging for help? Why did he tell me all about your little schemes and manipulations?"Amelia's hand was still covering her mouth, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "N-no...that's not possible. You're lying!
Amelia's legs gave out, and she staggered back, her eyes fixed on Ava. Tears streamed down her face as she fell to her knees, her body shaking with sobs. "Please, Ava...have mercy..." she begged, her voice barely audible.Ava's expression was unyielding, her voice devoid of empathy. "There's no mercy for what you've done, Amelia. You've played with fire, and now it's time to get burned. You need to retire, and I'm the one to make it happen."Amelia's pleas were laced with desperation, her tears falling like rain. "Please, Ava...have mercy...I didn't do anything to you...why are you doing this to me? I considered you a sister...why have you become my enemy?"Ava's eyes glinted with a sinister light as she leaned in close, her whisper sending shivers down Amelia's spine. "The truth is, I'm Emily Greenfield, and I'm back!"Amelia's eyes widened in horror, her mind reeling with the revelation. Fear coursed through her veins like ice water, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her eyes were
Amelia's eyes narrowed, her voice laced with defiance. "Whatever you want to do to me, Ava, Jackson will have my back. He'll never let you hurt me."Ava's smile was cold, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Good luck to that," she said, her voice dripping with skepticism.With a flick of her wrist, Ava signaled her maid to escort Amelia out of her house. The maid approached Amelia, her hand extended to grasp her arm. But Amelia flung the maid's hand away, her eyes flashing with anger."I can walk by myself," she spat, her voice venomous. "Don't touch me."The maid stepped back, her eyes wide with fear. Amelia stormed out of the house, her head held high, her heart seething with anger and fear. She knew that this was far from over, and she was ready to fight back.Ava's phone buzzed, breaking the silence in her room. She answered, her voice curt. "Yes?"Stanley's voice was on the other end. "Ava, I have some news. I've located the person sending you those anonymous messages."Ava's grip
Lisa nodded, her eyes filled with concern. "Okay, Ava, I understand. I just want you to know that I'm here for you, and I'm worried about your safety. Your revenge against Amelia seems...personal. You're playing with fire, and I don't want to see you get burned."Ava's gaze narrowed, her voice firm. "Lisa, don't get involved in this. It's none of your concern. I can handle Amelia on my own. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time, and I won't let anyone stand in my way."Lisa's expression turned sympathetic. "But Ava, since you're getting revenge for Emily, I want to help. You know I cared about Emily too. We all did. She was a sweet girl, and Amelia's actions were unforgivable. But revenge won't bring Emily back, Ava. It'll only lead to more pain and suffering."“You don’t understand anything.” “But-.”Ava's response was swift and decisive. "No, Lisa. I appreciate your loyalty, but this is my fight alone. I can't risk anything happening to you because of my vendetta agains
“For this night, please.”Amelia's voice was laced with desperation, her eyes pleading as she begged, "Just allow me to stay for the night, Jackson. Please. I'll leave tomorrow, I promise. I'll go back to my father's house and never bother you again. Just don't make me leave like this, not in the middle of the night, not with our son watching. Think about John, think about how this will affect him."“Hmmm…”Jackson's expression remained unyielding, but his voice softened slightly, his resolve weakening. "Fine. You can stay in the visitor's room, but don't try anything crazy, Amelia. I mean it. You'll sleep there, and in the morning, you'll leave. No drama, no scenes. Just leave. And don't think this is a reprieve or a second chance. It's just a temporary arrangement for John's sake."Amelia's face contorted in a mix of relief and gratitude. "Thank you, Jackson. Thank you so much. I promise I'll be gone by morning. I'll be out of your life forever. Just please, don't make me leave now. L
Amelia's eyes scanned the cold, gray prison walls, her heart heavy with despair. She had never felt so alone, so helpless. But then, a familiar figure appeared in the visitation room, and her heart skipped a beat. "Dad!" she exclaimed, rushing into his arms.Mr. Clifford's expression was somber, his eyes filled with regret. "Amelia, my dear, I'm so sorry. I wish I could take you away from this place, but I have no power to free you." He held her tight, his voice cracking with emotion.Amelia's grip on him tightened. "What do you mean? You're the head chef! You can do anything!" She pulled back, searching his face for answers.Her father's face was etched with sorrow. "Ava Richardson's influence is too strong, Amelia. She has connections, power, and resources that I can't match. I've tried every possible way, but I can't get you out. She has the upper hand, and I'm afraid I'm powerless against her."Amelia's eyes widened in shock. "What did I do to her, Dad? What did I ever do to deser
Amelia's sobs echoed off the cold walls of her cell, her body shaking with uncontrollable grief. But as she cried, she started to hear voices in her head, blaming her for her predicament. "This is all your fault, Amelia," the voices hissed. "You should have thought of the consequences before you acted."Amelia's mind raced as the voices grew louder, more accusatory. She felt like she was losing her grip on reality, her thoughts spiraling out of control. "No, no, no!" she shouted at herself, her voice hoarse from crying. "It's not my fault! I didn't mean for this to happen!"Just then, the door to her cell creaked open, and five women inmates entered, their faces hardened and cruel. "Well, well, well, look what we have here," one of them sneered. "The little princess is crying."“Isn’t she proud, Amelia?” Another said. “What happened to you, princess, your world is falling apart?” They mocked and laughed.Amelia's eyes darted up to meet theirs, her heart racing with fear. "Leave me alo