CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67: HE WHO BRINGS TROUBLE UPON HIMSELF CANNOT LIVE

Hearing this, Amelia Wright immediately understood.

It turned out that using Emily Allen as a clue to lure her to the bar, the mastermind behind the scene was Ava Wright.

Yesterday, she retaliated in kind, using the phone of a man with burn scars to arrange a meeting with the other party. She hinted that the burn-scarred man could take revenge, but she didn’t expect it to be in this way.

People like Ava Wright have always thought of themselves as the most proud and noble, thinking that no woman in Riverwood City could compare to her.

Those with better family backgrounds weren’t as pretty or talented as she was, and those with worse backgrounds couldn’t compare at all.

Whether it was her looks or her body, she had always guarded them carefully. Even if it couldn’t be left to the person in her heart, it had to be exchanged for the greatest benefit.

But now, she had been ruined by an ugly man she had carefully chosen.

Amelia Wright inexplicably wanted to laugh.

This truly is self-made disaster, one cannot live.

She originally thought this event was more likely done by Bess Bennett, after all, she had offended Bess quite severely this lifetime.

But she didn’t expect it to be done by Ava Wright.

She hadn’t done anything yet, merely snatching the teacher Ava desired and embarrassing her publicly led to such enmity?

If she really did more in the future, wouldn’t Ava Wright be so angry she’d die without having to lift a finger?

Amelia Wright, with a face of bewilderment, said, "Sister, what’s wrong? What happened? Who did this to you?"

Amelia Wright had this innocent, naive look.

The purer and more innocent Amelia appeared, the angrier Ava Wright became.

Why was Amelia fine, whereas she was ruined?

She lost her mind and pounced at Amelia, wanting to hit her, "Amelia, it must have been you who did this to me. You’re jealous of my family background, jealous of everything about me, you want to ruin me."

In fact, Ava Wright didn’t really think it was Amelia. She was just jealous, jealous that Amelia was prettier, jealous of Amelia’s superior painting talent, jealous that Amelia could be beside Young Master Shaw.

So, after something like this happened, her first reaction was to see if Amelia was as miserable as she was.

But seeing Amelia completely untouched, she simply couldn’t accept it.

But as she pounced over, Ava Wright was grabbed.

Amelia hadn’t even had a chance to act.

A punk from the old district, passing by, grabbed Ava Wright and amicably asked Amelia, "Do you need help?"

Amelia seemed at a loss, nodding slightly, "If possible, I’d like her safely escorted out of the old district."

"Okay, we’ll make sure to get her out safely." The punk nodded immediately, emphasizing the word "safely."

Ava Wright, with her mouth covered, was forcefully dragged away, completely stunned.

She knew about the old district, she knew long ago that Amelia lived in a place like the old district, a place for dirty rats, she was happy to see such a scene.

She thought Amelia would be hiding here, trembling like a little mouse.

But how was it that there were people helping Amelia and treating her so respectfully?

Amelia was nothing more than a lowly dog her family kept, why?

Ava Wright struggled desperately but couldn’t break free.

With her mouth covered, she was forcibly dragged away.

On the way, the two took Ava’s change and jewelry, kicking her out of the old district, "Dare to hit someone we protect in the old district, looking for death! Next time, we’ll hit you every time we see you."

Ava Wright sat stupidly on the ground, unable to comprehend how things turned out this way.

What she couldn’t bear most was her current state seemed to be her own doing, Amelia hadn’t even lifted a finger against her.

Ava Wright walked away like a walking corpse, her eyes growing more vicious with each step.

She was Ava Wright! She couldn’t just fall into despair!

No matter how lucky Amelia was, so what? She looked down on small Riverwood City.

Wasn’t the Allen family in Capital City desperately looking for their biological daughter? Then she’d give them some information, make good use of the Allen family in Capital City.

She absolutely wanted to get everything she desired!

...

With this interlude involving Ava Wright, Amelia Wright’s mood became a bit cheerful.

After having breakfast, she took Emily Allen to Ink Manor.

Today, she first wanted to ask her teacher if he could help sell a few paintings, she still owed Anna three million.

She gave the Wright family shares and that business deal to Godfery Shaw.

She had to find ways to make money, there would be many places needing money in the future.

As soon as Amelia arrived at Ink Manor, someone immediately notified Robert Reed.

Robert Reed hurried down from the third floor, his speed astonishingly unlike an elderly man, "Little apprentice, you finally came, come and see my new work."

"Teacher, slow down," Amelia couldn’t help but remind.

After Robert Reed rushed down, he suddenly exclaimed, "Little apprentice, why did you bring a child here? Whose child is this, such a cute little look."

Before Amelia could speak, Robert suddenly widened his eyes, "Could it be... could it be that it’s your and that Shaw kid’s child? I just knew this child looked cute, turns out it resembles you, little apprentice. How old were you back then? That Shaw kid must be a beast!"

Amelia was resigned, "Teacher, this is my brother’s child."

Robert Reed heaved a long sigh of relief, then reacted with surprise, "Have you found your family?"

The matter of the Wright family and adoptive daughter had been widely discussed recently in Riverwood City, everyone knew Amelia wasn’t biologically a Wright, and the Wright family had no brother.

"Yes," Amelia softly replied.

"How are they? Are they good to you?" Robert looked concerned.

"They’re very good to me." Before the teacher could continue asking, Amelia changed the subject, "Teacher, can you help me sell a few paintings?"

As expected, Robert was immediately distracted, "Why do you want to sell paintings? Your work is indeed good, but without fame, it’s hard to sell at a high price. Little apprentice, are you short of money?"

Seeing her teacher’s you-lack-money-I’ll-give-you-attitude, Amelia avoided being blunt.

She made an excuse, "I just want to see the current market value of my work."

Robert readily agreed, "Sure, bring your paintings here, I’ll have them up at Ink Manor tomorrow."

"Thank you, teacher."

"What’s with the thanks between us as mentor and disciple? By the way, what’s the deal with you and that Shaw kid now, how did you get involved with Godfery Shaw? That kid’s no good, little apprentice, don’t be fooled by his good-looking appearance."

Robert also saw the intimate photos of Amelia and Godfery Shaw.

But in his view, it must have been Godfery’s doing; his little apprentice was so obedient and sweet, how could she resist the two scheming kids from the Shaw family?

Amelia didn’t expect the teacher to suddenly mention Godfery Shaw, she was momentarily stunned.

Today, she brought Emily Allen to Ink Manor, intending to have the teacher look after her for a bit.

Today... she needed to go to the civil affairs bureau with Godfery Shaw to get a divorce.

At this thought, Amelia softly said, "The current situation doesn’t matter, we’re getting divorced."

Robert widened his eyes, so angry for a moment his beard nearly flipped up.