The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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“Uh… You’re not Steven. Let go of me.

Amelia’s cheek flushed bashfully as she put up a struggle. She had never been held by another man.

Losing strength in her legs, Amelia pressed her hands against the man’s chest to push him away.

“What? Is my brother the only one who can hold you? Are you saying that you like him?” Hunter’s gaze

lingered on Amelia’s beautiful face.

The beads of sweat on her forehead and the rosy glow on her supple cheeks gave off an air of

innocence. It was a look that tempted Hunter to ravish her.

Wyatt was a man of great genes, and his wives were gorgeous in own way. Out of all his women,

Celeste, once an actress, was the most stunning.

Amelia inherited her mother’s beauty.

Like other men, Hunter was blown away by the sight of beautiful

women.

“N-No…” Amelia’s face turned bright red.

“In that case, I should take you to get some rest.” Hunter did not remove his tight. hold on her thin

waist.

“I-I’m fine, Mr. Lovett. I can handle myself.”

“You can’t even stand up. Don’t make things hard for yourself.”

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Hunter leaned forward and moved his face closer to hers, a touch away from a brush between lips.

They would have been closer than they were if Amelia had not put her arms against his chest.

“Steven isn’t the only one who was your friend when we were kids. I was there, too. Don’t be a stranger

to me.

“Ms. Amelia.”

An anxious voice sobered Amelia up

If Steven had not made it there on time, Hunter might have just stolen a kiss from Amelia.

Hunter was not happy with his brother, who constantly got in his way.

Putting on a gentleman’s façade, Hunter helped Amelia to her feet and stared sinisterly at Steven.

“Ms. Amelia, how did you end up with my brother?” Steven aske shaky voice, his eyes flighty.

He saw Amelia in Hunter’s arms. From his viewpoint, Hunter clung close to Amelia, seeking a kiss from

her, and she did not refuse his advances.

As his chest tightened, Steven swallowed with difficulty.

Confused by everything, Amelia lifted her arm to rub her eyes.

“Please answer me, Ms. Amelia.” Anxious, Steven stepped forward.

Hunter stood in defense of Amelia, who turned pale. “Ms. Amelia has had too much to drink. I caught

her before she fell. Is there a problem with that?”

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“Were you really just stopping her from falling?” Steven clenched his teeth.

His heart dropped when he remembered Hunter’s lewd gaze on Amelia.

“What are you trying to say, Steven? Are you implying that I’m a animal?”

Hunter laughed with furrowed brows, as if he were hurt. “I’m an attorney. I’m aware of the law. We are

in Ms. Amelia’s home with her family present. What do you think I’m going to do?

“You’re a different story. You’re now Mr. Thompson’s godson, and Ms. Bella thinks the world of you. You

are free to do whatever you want. I can take care of Ms. Amelia Thank you for your concern, but you

should get back to sucking up to Ms. Bella.”

Still, Hunter turned around and glanced lovingly at Amelia.

Steven’s eyes turned bloodshot as he clenched his fists.

“H-Hunter.”

With the brothers about to start a fight, Amelia meekly called out to Hunter. “I’m okay. I have sobered

up. Let’s head to the hall.’

“Alright. I’ll go with you.”

As the pair was about to leave, Steven could not hold back his emotions anymore and grabbed

Amelia’s hand.

“Ah!” Amelia scowled in pain, feeling as if her wrist could break.

“Come with me, Ms. Amelia.”

Steven pulled her toward him and wrapped his arm around her shoulders to make her go with him.

Amelia felt upset. She was an heiress too, but she could never stan tall and proud in his presence. Her

eyes glistened with tears.

Her mind told her not to go with him, but her heart told her otherwise.

What should she do?

She was still in love with Steven.

As Amelia and Steven took off, Hunter did not catch up to them.