“Of course, I didn’t say anything!” The middle-aged woman stood on the hillside, looking around cautiously. Her voice now carried a sense of wariness. “Didn’t you tell us before you left, not to share any information about you two with anyone?”
Mia squinted her eyes. “What if they offer money to make you speak?”
“We took their money.” The middle-aged woman smirked strangely. “But we gave them false information. Anyway, there’s someone else paying, and they don’t want anyone to find her.”
Only then did Mia completely relax with a sigh of relief. “Mom, you did the right thing.”
The middle-aged woman wasn’t just anyone—she was Grace, the woman who had swapped the babies all those years ago.
It had been so long since Grace had heard “Mom” from Mia that tears started welling up in her eyes. “Mia, your dad and I have been doing wh
Jackson instinctively glanced behind Amelia, wondering why Mr. Lee wasn’t there.Amelia smiled nonchalantly. "Looking for someone?"Jackson feigned a hypocritical smile. "Amelia, there’s been a misunderstanding between us.""What misunderstanding?" Amelia's lips curled slightly. "Is it the misunderstanding where you almost killed me, or the one where you wanted me to go back to the countryside?"The onlookers started murmuring, shocked by their behavior. "Is this how parents treat their children?"Mary could no longer tolerate the gossip from the neighborhood women and exploded. "She’s not even our biological daughter! What else do you want from us? Should we just pamper her? She's like a sticky plaster that can’t be shaken off!"When Jackson saw how she was acting, he realized things were going south and quickly pulled her back."Don’t say anything more," Jackson said, warning her with a look. "Don&rsquo
Amelia had put real force into that kick.Jackson lay curled up on the ground, his mouth full of blood.Mary, terrified, didn’t dare say a word. Her face turned pale.Amelia’s eyes glinted with hostility as she bent down and yanked him up. Her voice was low, but her tone was cold. “I never wanted to lay a hand on anyone in front of Grandma, but someone like you really deserves a beating.”Jackson shrank back, looking toward Victoria. “Mom, do something! Mom!”“Now you call me ‘Mom’?” Amelia’s eyes turned crimson as she lifted his face. “When you kicked Grandma out, why didn’t you remember I was your mother?”*Boom!*Amelia kicked him again, her aura so fierce that it frightened everyone in the alley.She had been suppressing herself for too long, always pretending to be something she wasn’t.She was never a good person, and now, tha
If she wanted to ruin someone online, Mary had plenty of ways to do it!Carl slowly glanced at James, then turned his attention back to the scene.As the top bodyguard, James immediately understood that Mr. Jenkins wanted him to follow Mary.But Amelia subtly blocked his way, smiling gently. "Grandma said to let them go."James hesitated and raised his head.“Listen to her,” Carl’s voice was calm, as if this was the most normal thing in the world.Smith was absolutely shocked. When had Mr. Jenkins ever listened to someone else’s words?Who was this young lady? What was her background?!Amelia, biting a fruit candy, her long black hair flowing, casually responded, “We should give people a chance to change their ways. I’m quite magnanimous.”“Oh?” Carl raised an eyebrow, his fingers twirling the beads on his wrist, clearly skeptical of her statement.
“Mm, I agreed.” Amelia’s posture was lazy, not at all bothered by his question.However, Carl subtly furrowed his brows. He wanted to invest, but she refused. Yet she accepted that anonymous Mr. Lee’s offer…Carl seemed to smile slightly, bending closer to her. The coolness of his aura, mixed with a hint of medicinal fragrance, drifted into Amelia’s nostrils. As the weather turned cooler, his presence also felt colder. “Why didn’t you choose me?”Amelia raised her eyes, confusion in her gaze, yet she offered a reasonable explanation. “Wilson Group is planning to invest in the pharmaceutical industry. After discussing it, everything seemed to align. The Cromwell family’s business is mostly overseas, and it’s not suitable for traditional medicine.”Her explanation sounded flawless.But Carl’s smile deepened, his eyes still devoid of warmth. His fingers idly toyed wit
“You can get it for free, but others can’t…”Before, the man’s lips were cold, but now there was a hint of a smile.“Won’t,” Carl, who was usually a high-and-mighty figure in the capital city, the domineering Mr. Jenkins , spoke casually, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated significantly. “Smith, pay up.”Smith, realizing what was happening, quickly pulled out his bank card, still a bit flustered.“Give more.” Carl’s voice was light, though it still carried the unshakable aura of someone who had long been in a powerful position.Amelia glanced at him, then turned her attention to the obedient Smith. “Friend?”Carl didn’t hide anything. “Colleague from the branch office.”“Right! Colleague!” Smith straightened up and corrected his posture.Amelia didn’t seem to care much. “We don’t accept
The voice in her ear was like fine wine going down her throat, making her feel tipsy and entranced.His hands, unlike the rest of him, exuded an unexpected heat, as though they were burning her skin.From Amelia's position, she couldn't see his face, but she could feel his breath on the back of her neck, sending a tingling sensation down her spine.He didn't smoke, so there was no trace of tobacco on him. But perhaps due to his frequent use of medication, a faint scent of sandalwood wafted from him, almost hypnotic.She often smelled medicine, but it seemed that only his scent was strangely pleasant.His hand still gripped hers, and as his body leaned slightly down, his presence became even stronger, impossible to ignore.Amelia's heart jolted, a sensation both unfamiliar and vaguely familiar, something she couldn't quite place.She raised an eyebrow, about to push him away.But before she could, he released her hand first, his
The road was damp and wet.It had been raining all day in LA.Amelia’s backpack was disdainfully thrown out of the door by the butler.“Miss Cromwell, Mr. Milton is unwilling to show his face, so I’ll speak on his behalf. Your biological parents are in the countryside and their surname is Cromwell. the Milton family once mistakenly took you as their daughter, but now Miss Mia has been found. I hope you’ll be sensible and stop contacting the Milton family.”As the butler spoke, he pulled out a card. “This is 3000 dollars. Mr. Milton asked me to give it to you as compensation.” “No need.”Amelia didn’t even glance at it and simply picked up her black bag.The butler looked at the young woman with disdain. She wouldn’t even take the money—was she trying to put on a brave face?Hmph, she didn’t even consider that the Milton family now had their own biological daughter. Why would they need her, a poor village girl, who was a total nobody?“Well then, Miss Cromwell, do as you please!” The
“Tomorrow at the community square, I’ll do the acupuncture.” Amelia calmly reminded, “Remember to soak the medicine bag. Don’t stay up late watching dramas; The lead role won’t die.” Recently, the elderly residents in the community have become so absorbed in a popular show that they have lost track of time.When Amelia mentioned it, each of them looked guilty. “We—we’ll go to bed at 10 from now on.” In the past, no one would have imagined that these people would listen to someone like Amelia. Many of them had made huge contributions in the past, and their identities had been kept secret. The community’s Director Noah had been eagerly waiting for Amelia’s return. Now, he finally felt a sense of relief. “Dr. Cromwell, I’ve been keeping an eye on your house, making sure no one got near it.” “Thank you for your help.” Amelia politely thanked him and handed him some fruit. Director Noah accepted with a smile. “It’s no trouble at all to help Dr. Cromwell. You’re not planning to
The voice in her ear was like fine wine going down her throat, making her feel tipsy and entranced.His hands, unlike the rest of him, exuded an unexpected heat, as though they were burning her skin.From Amelia's position, she couldn't see his face, but she could feel his breath on the back of her neck, sending a tingling sensation down her spine.He didn't smoke, so there was no trace of tobacco on him. But perhaps due to his frequent use of medication, a faint scent of sandalwood wafted from him, almost hypnotic.She often smelled medicine, but it seemed that only his scent was strangely pleasant.His hand still gripped hers, and as his body leaned slightly down, his presence became even stronger, impossible to ignore.Amelia's heart jolted, a sensation both unfamiliar and vaguely familiar, something she couldn't quite place.She raised an eyebrow, about to push him away.But before she could, he released her hand first, his
“You can get it for free, but others can’t…”Before, the man’s lips were cold, but now there was a hint of a smile.“Won’t,” Carl, who was usually a high-and-mighty figure in the capital city, the domineering Mr. Jenkins , spoke casually, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated significantly. “Smith, pay up.”Smith, realizing what was happening, quickly pulled out his bank card, still a bit flustered.“Give more.” Carl’s voice was light, though it still carried the unshakable aura of someone who had long been in a powerful position.Amelia glanced at him, then turned her attention to the obedient Smith. “Friend?”Carl didn’t hide anything. “Colleague from the branch office.”“Right! Colleague!” Smith straightened up and corrected his posture.Amelia didn’t seem to care much. “We don’t accept
“Mm, I agreed.” Amelia’s posture was lazy, not at all bothered by his question.However, Carl subtly furrowed his brows. He wanted to invest, but she refused. Yet she accepted that anonymous Mr. Lee’s offer…Carl seemed to smile slightly, bending closer to her. The coolness of his aura, mixed with a hint of medicinal fragrance, drifted into Amelia’s nostrils. As the weather turned cooler, his presence also felt colder. “Why didn’t you choose me?”Amelia raised her eyes, confusion in her gaze, yet she offered a reasonable explanation. “Wilson Group is planning to invest in the pharmaceutical industry. After discussing it, everything seemed to align. The Cromwell family’s business is mostly overseas, and it’s not suitable for traditional medicine.”Her explanation sounded flawless.But Carl’s smile deepened, his eyes still devoid of warmth. His fingers idly toyed wit
If she wanted to ruin someone online, Mary had plenty of ways to do it!Carl slowly glanced at James, then turned his attention back to the scene.As the top bodyguard, James immediately understood that Mr. Jenkins wanted him to follow Mary.But Amelia subtly blocked his way, smiling gently. "Grandma said to let them go."James hesitated and raised his head.“Listen to her,” Carl’s voice was calm, as if this was the most normal thing in the world.Smith was absolutely shocked. When had Mr. Jenkins ever listened to someone else’s words?Who was this young lady? What was her background?!Amelia, biting a fruit candy, her long black hair flowing, casually responded, “We should give people a chance to change their ways. I’m quite magnanimous.”“Oh?” Carl raised an eyebrow, his fingers twirling the beads on his wrist, clearly skeptical of her statement.
Amelia had put real force into that kick.Jackson lay curled up on the ground, his mouth full of blood.Mary, terrified, didn’t dare say a word. Her face turned pale.Amelia’s eyes glinted with hostility as she bent down and yanked him up. Her voice was low, but her tone was cold. “I never wanted to lay a hand on anyone in front of Grandma, but someone like you really deserves a beating.”Jackson shrank back, looking toward Victoria. “Mom, do something! Mom!”“Now you call me ‘Mom’?” Amelia’s eyes turned crimson as she lifted his face. “When you kicked Grandma out, why didn’t you remember I was your mother?”*Boom!*Amelia kicked him again, her aura so fierce that it frightened everyone in the alley.She had been suppressing herself for too long, always pretending to be something she wasn’t.She was never a good person, and now, tha
Jackson instinctively glanced behind Amelia, wondering why Mr. Lee wasn’t there.Amelia smiled nonchalantly. "Looking for someone?"Jackson feigned a hypocritical smile. "Amelia, there’s been a misunderstanding between us.""What misunderstanding?" Amelia's lips curled slightly. "Is it the misunderstanding where you almost killed me, or the one where you wanted me to go back to the countryside?"The onlookers started murmuring, shocked by their behavior. "Is this how parents treat their children?"Mary could no longer tolerate the gossip from the neighborhood women and exploded. "She’s not even our biological daughter! What else do you want from us? Should we just pamper her? She's like a sticky plaster that can’t be shaken off!"When Jackson saw how she was acting, he realized things were going south and quickly pulled her back."Don’t say anything more," Jackson said, warning her with a look. "Don&rsquo
“Of course, I didn’t say anything!” The middle-aged woman stood on the hillside, looking around cautiously. Her voice now carried a sense of wariness. “Didn’t you tell us before you left, not to share any information about you two with anyone?”Mia squinted her eyes. “What if they offer money to make you speak?”“We took their money.” The middle-aged woman smirked strangely. “But we gave them false information. Anyway, there’s someone else paying, and they don’t want anyone to find her.”Only then did Mia completely relax with a sigh of relief. “Mom, you did the right thing.”The middle-aged woman wasn’t just anyone—she was Grace, the woman who had swapped the babies all those years ago.It had been so long since Grace had heard “Mom” from Mia that tears started welling up in her eyes. “Mia, your dad and I have been doing wh
Even if she hadn’t lent the money, this live stream should be hers!With that thought in mind, Mary stood up, deciding she couldn’t stay at the massage session any longer.At that exact moment, Jackson called her, urging her to come home quickly. He was still living in a dream, happily recounting what had happened today.Mary ground her teeth, her heart filled with resentment. “I should’ve slashed her face when she left!”Jackson furrowed his brow. “I told you, I just want you to spend more time with the old lady. If she’s happy, she’ll surely have that girl speak well of us.”“She's so easy, even flirting with old men in her livestream,” Mary sneered. “No wonder she’s getting so many donations. It must be from Mr. Lee.”Now it made sense. Otherwise, she would have truly thought that girl had some kind of amazing skill, relying on her medical knowledge to mak
Mrs. LuLu, playing the mediator, interjected, “Look at this new fund I bought—hasn’t shown any increase. Wasn’t Wilson Group supposed to invest in the medical field? Why haven’t we heard anything? This Mr. Lee is probably just pulling a smokescreen.”“Have you met Mr. Lee?” Mary straightened up immediately, not forgetting her main purpose for being here. “Did he say anything?”Mrs. Ernst laughed. “Do you think we can just meet him anytime we want? Even Old Ye can’t meet him so easily.”Mary sneered. “Our family has already been working with Wilson Group. Mr. Lee’s assistant, Ken, has been a friend of my husband for years. It shouldn’t be hard to meet him.”Mrs. Ernst didn’t bother responding to her, dismissing her words as mere boasting.Mary was about to say more when Mrs. LuLu, still looking at her phone, suddenly exclaimed, “Harmony