The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1208

Amelia endured Charles's disrespect but dared not tell her father or elder brothers. She quickly left the banquet hall alone, tears streaming down her face.

In the midst of leaving through the crowd, a waiter accidentally bumped into her. Amelia felt a brief sting in her arm as if a bee had stung her, but it quickly faded away.

The waiter promptly apologized. "Ah, I'm sorry miss." "It's... It's okay." Amelia shrugged it off and turned to leave quickly.

As the waiter watched her walk away, a hint of a smirk crossed his face.

Amelia was standing on the deserted balcony, feeling the evening breeze in her hair and looking at the moon.

She was wiping away her tears, thinking about Steven and how he always protected her. If Steven was here, he would never let her suffer even the slightest grievance or endure the slightest bullying. But she had already made the painful decision to let go.

From now on, there would be no Steven in her life... Should she have one final conversation with him to clarify everything and have closure?

After much deliberation, Amelia finally mustered the courage. Her hands were trembling as she turned on her phone. As soon as the signal connected, countless missed calls and messages flooded her screen Steven had never stopped trying to reach her, every word filled with deep affection. Amelia pressed her fingers onto her chest, where her heart seemed to have shattered into pieces. Biting her cherry lips until they bled, she couldn't stop the tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Steven... | don't want to be separated from you." Suddenly, she felt her vision blurred by tears. Her delicate body swayed violently, teetering on the verge of collapse.

"Ms. Amelia, what's wrong with you?" A nervous voice reached her ears, but Amelia's mind was muddled, her ears ringing. The next moment, she was fiercely pulled into someone's embrace. She could even feel the restless palm on her tender shoulder, lewdly caressing her.

"Who are you? Don't touch me!" Amelia trembled, trying to struggle but unable to muster any strength. Her eyes filled with tears.

“Heh heh, don't be nervous. Just relax." The man smirked, his lips lasciviously brushing against her cheek, which he had long coveted. "I will take good care of you."

As the CEO of KS Group, Asher was mingling among the powerful and influential.

While he was engaged in a conversation with the guest, a sweaty bodyguard who was following Amelia rushed over and pulled Asher aside. "Mr. Thompson, there's bad news. Ms. Amelia is missing!" Asher's heart tightened, and his handsome face darkened. "How is that possible? Security here is top-notch, and you've been with her the whole time. How could my sister disappear?"

"She was within our sight the whole time, sitting there talking to Second Young Master Iverson..."

"Charles?" Asher suddenly had a bad premonition, his brow furrowing deeply.

The bodyguard stammered in fear, wiping sweat from his forehead. "But... A group of people passed by form the dance floor, and Ms. Amelia suddenly vanished. Second Young Master Iverson is missing too!" "Useless!" Asher's eyes glare with fury, his anger palpable.

The bodyguard was so terrified that his legs almost gave way. "Mr. Asher! We need to find her now! If we can't..."

Veins bulged on Asher's forehead, and his voice was hoarse as if torn. "Search discreetly. Don't inform Chairman Thompson for now. Spare him the worry. If we don't find my sister before the end of the banquet, you can think about how you'll face your demise!"

The Thompson family's bodyguards scattered throughout the castle immediately, launching a thorough search. Asher was no longer in the mood for socializing and joined the search himself.

Though Amelia was not his biological sister, he, being the eldest, loved all his siblings equally and would not stand idly by. He also dared not tell Bella, knowing her explosive temper. Bella might just turn the Reed family's event upside down!

He thought, ‘Amelia, please be safe!’