“You. You don’t want it anymore?” Sandra couldn’t believe it. She thought. How could this be? The bracelet je Antedia’s most treasure symbol of her love with Zachary

was blind before, mistaking trash for treasure, Amelia need. “I dont want anything from that house. Throw it away, burn it, port don’t let it show vp in front of me again

Sandra stared at Amelia, trying to find a crack in her facade, and wondered, is the really this heartless, without a single shred of centiment lefer

Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Why are you still here? Do I need to call unity

Sandra nervously called out, “Wal”

She then changed her tone, adopting a pitiful stance, is a low voice, she said, “went to see Mom and Dad a few days a have already signed over the shares.

“From now on, you’re the biggest shareholder in Edwards Group. As for me…. I promise I won’t get in your way. Don’t worry Just send me my dividends on time.”

“You’ve got

it wrong. The biggest shareholder in Edwards Group is Landon, not me,” Amelia said bcasually/b, picking up a document and showing it to her.

Sandra froze when she saw the signature. “It’s not youb?/b”

Amelia shrugged. “I’ve said it before. I’m just a puppet CEO for the Kingsley family. The money and power o

rof Kingsley Group aren’t in my hands.”

“No matter what, you’re still Mrs. Kingsley. That’s pretty morousb,/b” Sandra said with a smirk. She thought, “So, she really is just a puppet. Who knows when the Kingsley family might kick her outb? /b

“Chasing after something way

by out of reach–so stupid, bso /bsad, Why not take a page from my book? I’ve got Zachary wrapped around my finger, and firmly in ce as the Foster family’s matriarch”

“Get lost then.” Amelia’s cold dismissal left no room for argument. She didn’t want to see Sandra for another second.

“I’m leaving now,” Sandra said quickly, cing the diamond bracelet on the table next to Amelia.

Amelia took it, tossed it directly into the trash can, and called for housekeeping to take it out immediately. At that moment, Sandra finally believed it— Amelia had no feelings left for Zachary

Sandra sighed inwardly, “Fine, I will bjust /bfollow Mom’s advice then. Stay far away from Amelia and wait for the right moment

Just thenb, /bGloria arrived and called out, “Amy… Amy…”

“Oh, Gloria, why are you here?” Amelia stood up, her previously cold and distant expression turning into a gentle smile

gameticulously prepared meal.

“Amy, you must be hungry. Come and eat.” Gloria ced a thermal container on the table, revealing a

Amelia smiled, “Thepany has ba /bcaleteria. You didn’t have to go through all this trouble”

“The cafeteria food can’tpare to homeb–/bcooked meals. This is chicken soup; try it,” Gloria said.

“Thank you, Gloria.” Amelia began to eat.

When Sandra saw that the rtionship between Gloria and Amelia was as harmonious as that of a mother band /bdaughter, without a trace of tension, she bwas /bdumbfounded.

Sandra wondered, ‘Gloria is the epitome of a high society matron, aloof and untouchable. Yet here

e bshe /bis, gelling along so well with Amelia?

“Amy, why is there a strange smelt in your office torta suddenly wrinkled up her hose in distaste,

Amalia looked purried. “What smell?”

“A foul odor,” Gloria frowned. Amelia was taken aback. The office smelled fine–nothing unpleasant at all.

Just as Amelia was about to call someone to check, Glo slowly turned to Sandra and said, “Oh, now I understand why the office smells bad. Turns out there’s a shameless post hanging around here.”

Sandra froze, her face quickly turning red. “Mrs. Gloria…

“Don’t go iming kinship where there isn’t any I don’t want to be associated with pests, Gloria said coolly, her demeanor as dignified and unapproachable as ever, Sandra flushed with embarrassment, utterly humiliated.

Sandra pondered imitably, Who is she calling ba /bpest? I’m the second heiress of the Edwards family, and the half sister of Amelia. I’m raised like a precious gem by Mom And bDad/b. I’m anything but a pest.”

Amelia hadn’t expected the “pest” referred to Sandra. Amelia then bcouldn’t /bhelp but smirk slightly, a warm fooling spreading through her chest.

feels so good to have someone stand up for me, she mused. “Gloriab, /byou’re making it hard for me to even think about leaving…

“You’re my older sister here. Are you just going to let this happen?” Sandra asked Amelia, her voice full of grievance.

*told you already olliy. Stop calling me that.” Amelia’s gaze bwas /bsharp and full of warning, Sandra shivered, stomped her foot, and ran off in frustration. /li/ol

Once Sandra was gone, Gloria’s previously aloof demeanor softened as she smiled kindly. “The air’s fresher now, Amy. Hurry and drink your chicken bsoup/b.b” /b

“Thank you, Gloria,” Amelia replied. She drank the soup and then finished all the dishes Gloria had brought over.

Seeing Amelia’s appetite, Gloria beamed with delight and thought, ‘Aww. Look at her. She’s eating more already. Pregnancy really does change things.”

“Amy, now that you’re expecting, you must rest more. Delegate whatever work you bcan /bat thepany to Aaron and the others,” Gloria advised.

“Alright, I will,” Amelia promised.

“Come home early, then. I’ll make a bdelicious /bmeal for you tonight, Gloria added with enthusiasm.

“Okay,” Amelia forced herself bto /bagree. But then, bshe /bhesitated band /bsaid, “Gloria, I’m not quite settled yet. Please don’t go spreading this around.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll keep it quiet, You know how Henry and the others hate seeing bus /bdo well. This needs to stay under wraps until you’re past the first trimester.”

“it’s best to wait until Landon recovers before announcing it.”

“Exactly. We’ll keep it quiet until then.”

“Mm–hm.”

Once she and Gloria reached an agreement, Amelia breathed a long sigh of relief. But neither of them realized Sandra had returned unnoticed and overheard everything from the hallway.

bSandra /bwondered incredulously, ‘Amelia is pregnant? Unbelievable… With Landon in that condition, they’re still having kids? Wow… Amelia’s willing to bdo /banything to hold on to the Mrs. Kingsley rolgb./b”

With all that in mind, Sandra was seething or the way home, a storm of emotions swirling inside her

Although Sandra bhad /bpromised Gloria to stop causing trouble for Amelia, deep down, she’d been waiting for her moment–waiting for the Kingsley family to no longer need a puppet and for Amelia to be cast baside /b

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Sandra pondered, “When that happens, I’lle as Mrs Foster and crush Amalia underfoot. But now, with Amelia pregnant, beverything /bchanged. T months from now, with a child to her name, Amelia’s position would be unshakalile. How am I supposed topete with that?

bJust /bthen, Zachary called out, “Sandra” His voice jolted Sandra out of her thoughts.

“Did you see her? What did she say?” he asked urgently, his tone almost desperate.

are turnedplicated as she yed back a recording of her conversation with Amelia. “Zachary, she really abandons you.” Sandra said

Sandra’s gaze

quietly.

“Huh? That can’t be…” Zachary’s face went pale, and his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He reflected bitterly, ‘She threw away the token of our love like it was garbage. How could she do that?‘

“Zachary, we need to let this go,”

anymore..

Sandra bsaid/b, grasping his hand firmly. “We’ll find another way. One day, we’ll rise again. But we can’t depend on her

Zachary pressed his lips together, refusing to speak. He thought, “No, I won’t ept this. Amelia is mine. The 70–million–dor antique is mine. And the Stonefield property–it should all be mine”

“Zachary,” Sandra sighed softly, her voice tinged with pity “She’s pregnant. It’s Landon’s child.”

Zachary’s eyes widened with shock. His disbelief turned into an audible shout “Impossible.”

“Gloria said it hersell, Sandra breplied /bwith a heavy sigh. “Honestly, we should have seen thising. It’s the bonly /bway for Amelia to secure her position.”

Zachary fell silent, his hands trembling as they balled into fists again. The veins on the back of his hands bulged. For the first time, he realized the bruth- Amelia wasn’ting back to him.

He thought firmly, ‘No, absolutely not. Amelia is mine. She will always only be mine. Even if I don’t want her anymore, she can only be something I throw

baway/b.

Sandra said, “Zachary, we-”

“Get bout/b,” Zachary yelled.

Sandra opened her mouth to say more, but before she could, Zachary showed her away forcefully.

She let out a startled scream, falling

alling to the ground with a thud. Looking at Zachary in disbelief, she eximed, “Zachary, you pushed me?”