Chapter 85: Into the Frying Pan
Even though she wore a smile, the disdain in Amelia’s eyes sent a shiver of fear coursing through Aubrey’s spine. Yet, Aubrey fought it down, seething through her answering smile.
To think Amelia Kentwood had played them all for fools! Since she was a Hawthorne heiress all this while, why did she pretend she was not and let Aubrey offend her with her words? If she had simply declared her true identity, none of this unpleasantness would have happened.
She must have been doing this on purpose to ruin Aubrey’s life!
Just because Amelia suddenly gained a crown didn’t mean that she was suddenly fit to rule. Aubrey wanted nothing more than to pull her down from that pedestal. Now, she was suddenly no longer the most desirable, most popular woman in the office. Everyone wanted to meet Amelia Kentwood, the ugly duckling that transformed into a swan.
"No, that was wrong of me," the words were reluctantly dragged out of Aubrey’s throat, even as her hands were clenched into fists. "I’m sorry."
"We agree on that, at the very least," Amelia said. "And I’m not eating lunch with you even with your apology."
On impulse, she decided to add. "I’m meeting my fiancé for lunch, so you’ll simply have to make do with your disappointment."
As if summoned by her words, Matteo opened his door and peered at her, a small smile on his face that caused several employees to swoon.
"Amelia," he said.