Amelia Willow’s chest heaved violently, her tone filled with resentment. Maria Carter had truly caused her deep harm this time.
Recalling the scene when she had just walked on campus, her face turned ashen.
The gazes of those classmates and teachers were like sharp thorns stabbing into her, and the contempt in their eyes made her feel like a laughable clown.
And then there’s Charles Pond, just thinking about Charles Pond made Amelia Willow feel a surge of unwillingness.
Charles Pond’s parents had utterly despised her because of this incident.
It was already difficult for her to be with Charles Pond before, but now it would be even harder in the future.
"So what if I’m rich?
Being born is a skill too. If you have the ability, you’d also be born into the Carter Family like me.
With an older brother willing to spend money on me."
Maria Carter pouted, a slight smug smile on her face. She was in an exceptionally good mood, finding it laughable to see Amelia Willow so furious, and couldn’t be bothered to argue with her.
In her eyes, Amelia Willow was just a noisy clown, no matter how much noise she made, she couldn’t threaten her.
"What are you so smug about? No matter how rich your family is, your dad doesn’t love you... Unlike my dad, who sends flowers to me even when he’s busy."
Amelia Willow’s voice was sharp. She glanced down at the vibrant blooms in her hand with a sarcastic curve to her lips, seemingly trying to wound Maria Carter with her words to regain some psychological balance.
Emily Parker had been standing aside quietly watching all of this. When she heard Amelia Willow’s words, she looked slightly surprised at the bouquet in Amelia’s hands.
She remembered clearly that the flowers were previously in Rainny White’s hands. How did they end up with Amelia Willow?
What exactly happened in between?
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Adam Willow’s voice carried a hint of urgency as he hurriedly spoke up to stop his sister, fearing that she might say something she shouldn’t.
Sophie Parker seemed like she had been scalded as she quickly reached out to grab Amelia Willow, her eyes filled with worry, afraid that one careless word from Amelia might slip out.
At this critical time when Evan Palmer had not yet taken full control of the Carter Clan’s power, it was essential not to let Amelia Willow ruin things. If her words led to the plan’s exposure, all their previous efforts would be wasted.
"Don’t touch me! If you can’t afford a song from Skysound Studio, why did you lie to me? This time, you’ve really caused me so much harm." Amelia Willow was seething with anger, with no place to vent. After making such a big public mistake, she was full of humiliation and rage. She forcefully shook off Sophie Parker’s hand, her movements so swift and vigorous, as though she wanted to vent all her dissatisfaction through that shake.
Sophie Parker stumbled backward, nearly falling, her face going red and then white, appearing very embarrassed. She bit her lip, a flash of grievance and reluctance in her eyes, but still she held back from exploding.
"Amelia, I’m not the only one who lied to you. Emily Parker was actually the first to deceive you. I just imitated her, secretly finding someone to create a dance for you." Sophie Parker’s voice trembled slightly as she spoke while sneaking glances at Emily Parker, her eyes showing a complex array of emotions—blame, resentment, and a yearning to shift responsibility.