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Chapter 063

Author: AUTHOR_DANNY
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AMELIA

"WHAT?"

I could physically see how my confession hit my mother like a train. Her eyes were wide like she had seen a ghost.

"Tell me... this isn't true," she said.

I opened my mouth to say it wasn't true, to lie my way out this situation, but I knew deep down that it was no use. I could feel her eyes boring into my skin. She could read my expression. She knew me too well and I was sure it was plain on my face that I had spoken the truth, at least this time.

"Amelia..." She took a turn around the room and came to stand before me once more. "Amelia, I wouldn't have believed this of you. You disappoint me."

"I didn't have a choice, mum."

"You did. Everyone has a choice, but sometimes it's just easier pretending that you don't. What made you even decide to get into this?"

"Damian made the offer..."

I told her about the condition of Damian's getting his uncle's company, about getting my revenge on Noah by marrying his hated business rival.

"So... revenge and m
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