Hunter would never let a woman hurt his image.


    From the back, Steven and Amelia looked good together. Hunter recalled how Steven was desperate to


    get Amelia back.


    Struck by a thought, Hunter curled his lips maliciously. “If you ca be Mr. Thompson’s godson, why


    can’t I be Mr. Thompson’s s inw?”


    Steven took Amelia back to her room and shut the door with a bang.


    “Ugh… I feel awful.” Amelia fell face-first on the sofa, her breathing heavy.


    She finally sobered up a little, but the intoxication came back with a vengeance after all themotion.


    Steven was pretty worked up, but with Amelia in difort, the resentment melted away.


    “You can never hold your alcohol. Why did you drink so much?”


    Steven sighed and shook his head as he poured a ss of water for her. “Get up and have some


    water, Ms. Amelia.”


    “I’m fine. I don’t want water.”


    Amelia rolled over in frustration and said sulkily, “You should leave. I want to rest now.


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    “Don’t sleep there. You’ll catch a cold.”


    “I don’t need your concern. Save it for my sister!” Amelia curled up into a ball and shouted at him with a


    pout.


    Steven’s heart was torn to pieces.


    With a frown, Steven scooped Amelia from the sofa and took into her bedroom.


    “Uh… Steven, put me down!” Amelia’s heart thumped out of her chest.


    As she dangled her legs in the air, her fluffy slippers fell to the ground, and her bare feet were exposed.


    Steven’s gaze traveled down.


    He felt like he wasmitting a crime when he saw Amelia’s feet. He looked away, feeling parched in


    his throat. His heart rate must be high.


    Steven put Amelia down on the bed and tucked her in.


    “Have a nice rest, Ms. Amelia. Goodnight.”


    Amelia’s eyes were hazy, and her judgment was cloudy when she


    grabbed Steven’s hand. God knew where she got her strength from because she managed to yank


    Steven to fall over her.


    His lips happened to fall on her luscious lips.


    “Mgh…” Amelia narrowed her intoxicated eyes. Steven’s weight pinned her down.


    As their lips met, Steven widened his eyes in disbelief. He shuddered


    as blood surged through his veins.


    She tasted so sweet, like cotton candy.


    Amelia gradually lost consciousness while hooking her arms around the nape of Steven’s neck.


    She sucked his lips, deepening the kiss.


    The moonlight, filtering through the soft curtains, was gentle, ai crescent moon stole a nce at them


    with a smile.


    The event that night did not end very pleasantly because of Hunter’s presence.


    The Lovetts piled into three cars to get to the event. When it was time to leave, Neil said, “Join me in


    the car ride. I need a word with you, Hunter. Steve, you go with your mother.”


    Hunter pursed his lips in a grimace before following his father into the car.


    Steven sat in the back with his mother, while rence sat in the front passenger seat.


    Chelsea noticed the unusual flush on Steven’s cheeks under the light in the car. His eyes looked


    vacant, and his breathing was heavy.


    “What’s wrong, Steven? Are you sick? Do you have a fever?” Since Steven was Chelsea’s favorite son,


    she got worked up over every little thing.


    “Huh? What did you say, Mom?” Steven was lost in his thoughts. His


    eyes were still dull.


    He still had not pulled himself out of the kiss earlier.


    “Why do you look so red, Steve?”


    rence looked at Steven through the rear-view mirror and teased him, “I looked as red as you are


    now when I had my first kiss.”


    “What are you talking about, rence?”


    Steven cleared his throat, but he blushed harder in the face. “I’m fine, Mom. Don’t worry. That reminds


    me. I need to pick Ms. Be up tomorrow morning and leave with her for Savrow. My long break is over.


    I should get back to work.’