Chapter 9
“Since you knew Liam’s lifesaver, pick some gift out and send it to her.” Carl coughed lightly, his gaze falling on Jerry. His eyes were like water, deep and inscrutable. “In a few days, I’ll bring Liam to visit her myself.”
Jerry broke out in a cold sweat from the weight of Carl’s gaze. He dared not meet the boss’s eyes directly and quickly responded, “Yes, Boss!”
That Miss Cromwell should be easy to find. After all, with the Milton family’s connections, she’d definitely give them some face.
Jerry was just in his own head, not realizing that Amelia had no intention of seeing anyone from the Milton family right now. After all, that would only bring her bad luck. But the Milton family, unfortunately, was eager to close in on her.
Just like now.
Amelia had just dropped off the little boy and was about to ride her bike back when a familiar voice suddenly rang out
beside her.
“How come you’re here?”
It was her adoptive mother, Mary Crawford. The tone was full of disdain, so much so that she couldn’t even be bothered to address her by name.
Amelia turned her eyes to glance at the group not far away. In addition to her adoptive father Jackson Milton, there were
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other relatives from the Crawford family, and Mia Milton- who had just been brought back–was at the center, surrounded like the moon among the stars.
Mia was supporting an elderly woman, smiling softly and whispering something in her ear. The elderly woman seemed very pleased with Mia, gently patting her hand. She was poised and elegant, radiating an air of peace and tranquility.
Mary clearly didn’t want the others to see her, and so, she stepped sideways to block Amelia. “I’m asking you, how come you’re here?”
Mary tried to hide her irritation, but her tone betrayed her.
“Amelia, we’ve already made things very clear to you yesterday. Your biological parents are in the countryside. What are you doing here instead of going to them? Are you following us to the Caesar Hotel, causing trouble?”
She assumed Amelia had followed them here secretly, hiding outside, waiting for them to come out.
“If you think the money wasn’t enough, I’ll transfer you a bit more when we get back.”
Mary’s gaze fell on Amelia, whose attire was simple–just a plain T–shirt and jeans, no makeup, and a loose backpack hanging from her shoulder.
So this is how she looks after leaving the Milton family? Is she poor?
Mary took a deep breath, lowering her voice. “I know you don‘ t want to go back to the countryside. After all, you’ve gotten used to a more comfortable life. But we’re no longer obligated
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to support you. Here, take this card, and leave quickly.”
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Amelia, seeing Mary’s rush to distance herself, casually rested a hand on the bike handlebar, lazily lifting her eyelids, just as she was about to speak.
“Mary, who is this? Do you know her?” An elderly woman with silver hair walked over, her eyes filled with both scrutiny and curiosity.
Mary quickly explained, “A distant relative. We happened to run into her, and since she’s young, I thought I’d lend a hand.”
“Hm.” The elderly woman nodded in satisfaction before turning to Mia. “Mia is just like you, kind–hearted.”
Mia, with her innocent eyes, looked at her but hesitated, ultimately saying nothing. She lowered her gaze gently. “Mother always taught me to help others; that’s the foundation of medicine.”
“Good,” the elderly woman praised further, gesturing towards Jackson. “You’re lucky to have such a good daughter.”
Jackson had originally been contemplating whether to reveal Amelia’s identity, but after hearing the elderly woman’s words, he no longer hesitated. “Mia has learned well.”
Unlike the fake one who can’t even read people’s expressions.
Jackson approached Mary. “I’ll stay here. You go in first. There’s no need to worry about these relatives.”
Mary looked at Amelia, letting out a long sigh. “You try to talk some sense into Amelia. This child isn’t having it easy.”
On the surface, she appeared sympathetic, but her eyes
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clearly conveyed the message: “This isn’t your place. Leave quickly.”
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