Despite how much Steven wanted to stay to apany Amelia, he could not turn a blind eye to his


    mother''s condition and took her to the hospital. After the intense family drama, the spacious living room


    exuded a suffocating tension.


    Celeste clenched the hem of her shirt tightly with her right hand and grabbed M''s arm with her left


    hand, unable to utter a word after a long time.


    "Celeste... Are you alright?" M rubbed Celeste''s cold hand.


    "I''m fine." Celeste''s voice was dry and trembling.


    "Although the Iverson family is a den of vipers, the Lovett family isn''t much better!"


    M shook her head indignantly. "Wyatt had even assisted them in their early years. I thought they


    would genuinely feel grateful to our family, but now it''s clear that they''ve raised an ungrateful wolf cub.


    Steven is a good man, but his parents and brother... Sigh! I''m afraid Amelia would be bullied if she


    marries into that family!"


    "M, don''t say it anymore."


    Celeste closed her eyes with tears, shaking her head in guilt. "It''s not Steven''s or anyone''s fault...


    me me if you must. I''m useless and powerless, unable to give my daughter a happy marriage."


    What they did not know was that Amelia had hidden herself upstairs in the dark, witnessing everything.


    She heard Chelsea''s and Hunter''s harsh words and saw Steven standing up against his family without


    hesitation, for her sake.


    Amelia felt as if she were being stabbed by a knife.


    Leaning against the wall for support, Amelia slowly made her way into a dark corner like a staggering


    elder, curling up and hugging her knees, wanting to hide herself from the world. "Amelia? Amelia? Are


    you there?"


    Sasha followed the sound and saw Amelia sobbing, curling into a ball like a kitten. Her maternal


    instincts kicked in despite never having children of her own. She pulled Amelia tightly into her arms as


    her eyes reddened.


    "Girl, why are you crying alone here?"


    Beads of tears hung on Amelia''s eyshes, her pitiful appearance causing distress to Sasha''s heart.


    "Aunt Sasha... Is it impossible for me and Steven to be together?


    "Mrs. Lovett seems to hate me. Am I that terrible?"


    "Bullshit! Don''t belittle yourself! That old hag''s eyes and ass had switched ces, so she can''t see how


    much of a treasure you are! Don''t get gaslighted!"


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    Amelia was initially sad, but her stepmother''s straightforward words cheered her up again.


    "Yes, that''s the spirit! Our Amelia looks the best when she smiles!" Sasha reached out to wipe away


    her tears, but she still felt quite upset inside.


    Sasha was pissed.


    After sending Amelia back to her room, Sasha felt more dissatisfied the more she thought about it.


    Therefore, she took out her phone and called someone she had not contacted for a long time.


    It was one of her underlings when she was still in the Southern Star Syndicate, a child adopted by her


    father named Elias Storm. He used to be a lowly thug, but now he has be a leader in the gang.


    "My youngdy! I can''t believe that I''m receiving a call from you! Am I dreaming?!" Elias almost cried.


    "You''re fucking not. I''ll keep things short. Help me beat someone up." As usual, Sasha did not bother


    speaking nonsense.


    "Who? Please give your orders!"


    Sasha gritted her teeth as she spat out a name. "Hunter Lovett!"


    Elias did not bother to probe further. "No problem. Same old rules?"


    "Same old rules. As long as he''s not dead."