Chapter 39

Monroe's confidence weakened, but his resolve stayed firm. "If you hurt Amelia, my parents won't stand idly by."

Wyatt's expression, usually cold as steel,unexpectedly softened after Monroe's words.

A spark of admiration flickered across his face. "Mr.Smith, you're worrying over nothing. The scenario you fear simply won't happen."

"So tell me, Mr. Stewart, when the day comes that Amelia no longer holds your interest, will you allow her to leave on her own terms?"

With years of business acumen, Monroe knew how to read people's expressions. Picking up on Wyatt's change in attitude, he pressed further.

He always understood that once Amelia tied her fate to Wyatt's, her freedom would only come at Wyatt's bidding.

If these words came from anyone else, Wyatt would have dismissed them outright. But seeing the concern in Monroe's gaze, he replied calmly, "This isn't your affair to meddle in, and my feelings for her are not some passing fancy."

Ending the conversation there, Wyatt turned away and climbed into his car.

Monroe stared after the vehicle as it disappeared, his thoughts circling around Wyatt's words just now.

Had Wyatt harbored feelings for Amelia all along?

Still, as someone who had known Amelia since childhood, Monroe had never heard her mention any connection to Wyatt before.

Settling into the driver's seat in his car, Monroe reached for his phone, tempted for a moment to dig up information on Wyatt.

But he talked himself out of it almost instantly. After a while, he called Carlee.

Once the line connected, Monroe wasted no time."What's really happening between Amelia and Wyatt?"

"You finally found out about their relationship?"

Carlee's reply held a note of surprise. For a second,Monroe let it slide, but then, realization dawned. "So you've been keeping this from me all along."

"Yeah. Remember that night I took Amelia out for drinks? We bumped into Wyatt..."

Monroe's grip on the steering wheel tightened after he listened to Carlee recount the bar incident. "How could you keep such a big secret from me? Next time you go out partying, don't expect me to cover for you with your father!"

Carlee, hearing this, became anxious and quickly divulged everything she knew. She warned him to keep things quiet, especially since Wyatt's and Amelia's reputation was on the line. After all, Amelia's engagement with the Morrison family still hadn't been called off.

But Monroe couldn't focus on anything else and directly asked, "Was Wyatt really not able to perform in bed?"

Hearing that, Carlee let loose a string of curses and ended the call, leaving Monroe with an odd look lingering on his face.

Monroe hadn't expected that the supposed reason behind Amelia's marriage to Wyatt would be something so bizarre.

At five in the evening, Amelia drove to the Flynn Group.

Before Katrina's passing, Amelia had often visited Flynn Group, but she hadn't been here once in the past two years.

Cradling a box against her chest, she stepped inside and found her path blocked by the company's new receptionist.

Amelia wasted no time and introduced herself, only to be greeted with mocking laughter.

"Miss Flynn practically lives here. If you want to pretend you're her, you should've considered plastic surgery to change your face first."

The receptionist had never seen Amelia before, but she recognized Dayna, who came to the company often.

She thought Amelia was pretending to be Dayna.

Memories of expensive presents from Dayna flashed in the receptionist's mind, and she looked at Amelia with disdain. "Leave, or I'll get security to toss you out."

Amelia's stare turned cold after she heard that.

It was a cruel twist. Her mother's company had become a playground for her father's illegitimate daughter, while she was barred from even stepping inside. Pulling out her phone, Amelia scrolled for Ricky's number and dialed, refusing to back down.

The receptionist's suspicion grew when she caught sight of Amelia's calm determination, but she quickly brushed it off when the call didn't connect. Clearly,she thought, Amelia was just putting on a show.

"Stop wasting my time. This isn't the place for-""Amelia?"

Before the receptionist could finish speaking, a striking figure walked over and embraced Amelia.