Ava Wright instinctively took a step back under that gaze.
She blinked, and it was still the same pale, timid Amelia Wright in front of her, still the same Amelia she could easily trample underfoot.
The two women stared at each other.
The more Ava looked, the more jealous she became.
She had the most luxurious dress, carefully selected jewelry, everything about her was exquisite, yet Amelia was wearing just a white sweater dress, even a bit dirty, standing there lazily, yet she overshadowed her.
Just because of that fox-like face, it made all her painstaking efforts meaningless.
Ava hid the jealousy in her eyes, "Sister, you’re back, come with me, let’s have a private chat."
She must make Amelia cover that face, or find a way to ruin it if necessary.
Calculating in her heart, Ava wore a gentle, good-sister smile on her face and walked towards Amelia, then... she was stopped.
Hailey Smith reached out to stop Ava.
Seeing the blood dripping from the young master’s fingertips, Hailey was almost hysterical and rudely said, "Our young master and young madam need to leave. If Miss Wright has something to discuss, please make an appointment first."
Ava’s already stiff face nearly cracked!
Wasn’t Amelia someone she could summon and dismiss at will?
To actually make her make an appointment?
Amelia was instantly delighted, thinking this driver was quite good.
Amelia looked at Ava with a bit of reluctance, and left with Godfery Shaw.
Not reluctant to leave this good sister, but reluctant to just let Ava go so easily.
But it’s fine, there will be opportunities in the future...
Hailey also quickly followed.
Leaving Ava standing alone at the original spot, her chest heaving with anger.
Being with Amelia always meant Amelia should only be her foil, Amelia should always be the one embarrassed!
Yet, what happened next infuriated Ava even more.
Her mother was taken away for investigation, some kind of abuse and attempted murder.
Marsh Smith was also taken to the hospital for emergency care.
The whole Wright family was in chaos.
The well-organized art exhibition, where she should be the center of attention in her most elaborate dress and makeup, was now completely ignored.
What on earth happened!
Amelia had already left with Godfery Shaw.
Hailey was pressing harder on the gas pedal, as if to make the car fly.
The young master was injured, the young madam was still in the car, time was running out!
The young master’s secret... must not be revealed to the young madam.
The atmosphere in the car was a bit oppressive.
At this moment, Amelia noticed a small pool of blood in front of Godfery Shaw, she quickly looked up, seeing his hand covered in crimson, exclaimed, "Godfery Shaw, your hand is bleeding, where are you hurt? Is there a first aid kit in the car?"
Just yesterday she remembered Godfery couldn’t get hurt, and today she caused him to get injured again.
She didn’t even know when he got hurt, and it was still bleeding now.
Amelia felt nervous, in her anxiety, she instinctively grabbed Godfery’s hand to see where he was hurt.
Following Amelia’s line of sight, Godfery looked at his hand being held by Amelia, the bright red blood dripping silently onto the dark carpet of the car, while before him, this woman who could even smile amidst a fire now had reddened eyes.
Godfery’s fingertips slightly curled; no one could decipher the emotions in his eyes.
The next moment, Godfery shook off Amelia’s hand, coldly saying, "You, get out of the car."
Amelia was a bit stunned, getting off on this main road?
Was it because she caused him to get hurt, so he was angry?
Or because earlier she didn’t obediently leave with him, leaving him displeased?
Hailey screeched the car to a halt, silently praying, young madam, hurry, hurry and get out...
The young master was about to lose control...