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Chapter 249:
The crack of a slap echoed through the room.
Laura barely got her words out before a hand flew across her cheek. For a heartbeat, shock froze her in place. Then rage took over, and she lunged at Santos. He gave her a cold shove, sending her sprawling onto the sofa, and signaled for security to keep her pinned down.
While she struggled, Santos pulled out a check and handed it to Amelia. Even from across the room, Laura could see the amount—thirty million. She screamed, completely losing control, “Santos Morrison, are you insane? Do you want the Morrison family destroyed p>
Santos ignored her outburst and pushed the check closer to Amelia, a polite smile playing at his lips. “Go ahead and take it. That money belongs to the Flynn Group. Ricky had no business stealing company funds p>
Amelia believed she had long repaid Santos for his kindness. With a quiet thank you, she accepted the check and left the Morrison Group, her bodyguards following. Behind her, Laura’s screeching faded into the background, meaningless now.
Soon after, Amelia returned to Hillside Villa. Stepping into the living room, she found Wyatt thumbing through a stack of paperwork. Concern flickered across her face as she eyed the bandages he still wore. “You’re supposed to be resting. What are those documents p>
Wyatt slid the papers toward her. One look at them made Amelia’s expression change. “Davin just uncovered this. There’s indeed something off about your mother’s death,” Wyatt said.
The report revealed a secret agreement Katrina had signed, donating her body after death. By law, an autopsy should have been performed. But when hospital personnel attempted to claim Katrina’s remains, Ricky refused.
He had insisted he could not handle the idea of Katrina being cut open, and later that night he quietly arranged for her cremation. If his grief had truly been that overwhelming, what had driven him to have her body turned to ashes so quickly, and why had he kept Amelia in the dark about this?
с𝗁𝗂nе𝘀𝗲 𝘯о𝘷𝘦𝗅s 𝘁𝗿а𝘯ѕl𝖺t𝗲𝘥 𝗼𝗻.с𝗼𝗺
When Amelia arrived home from Kretol University, she found nothing but an urn filled with Katrina’s ashes. She had never been told that her mother had agreed to donate her body.
As Amelia pored over the documents, a heavy weight settled in her chest.
Wyatt said softly, “Finding the real cause of your mother’s death depends on those who watched over her when she was ill. Amelia, can you recall the people who cared for your mother in her final days p>
“Nadia p>
With Wyatt’s question hanging in the air, Amelia remembered someone she hadn’t thought about in a while. Nadia Cruz had been brought to the Flynn family’s house by Katrina. Rumors had drifted to Amelia about Nadia’s past—how she had lost her home because of abuse and a messy divorce. After Katrina brought her in, it became Nadia’s job to look after Amelia.
Once university pulled Amelia away, Nadia’s care shifted to Katrina, especially during those bleak stretches when illness kept Katrina down. Other than Amelia herself, nobody stayed by Katrina’s side as much as Nadia did.
As memories surfaced of that genuine and honest woman, Amelia paused—struggling to believe that Nadia would somehow be involved in her mother’s death. But Wyatt’s persistent questions finally got Amelia talking, and she described all that she remembered about Nadia.
Refusing to let Amelia linger in the matter, Wyatt smoothly steered the conversation to the Flynn Group. The news that Amelia now controlled more than half the company’s shares—and that she had managed to join the Flynn Group—sparked a flicker of pride in Wyatt’s eyes. Yet his mood shifted quickly, and his tone turned sharp as he said, “From today on, I want you to keep bodyguards with you whenever you go out p>
His earnest look nearly made her laugh. Amelia shook her head and said, “Are you afraid someone might come after me p>
She meant it as a joke, but Wyatt remained serious. “You told me yourself your father isn’t a good man. Although there’s no evidence yet to prove he killed your mother, her death is undoubtedly connected to him. If a man could wish harm on his wife, what makes you think he’d hesitate to hurt his daughter p>
At the hospital.
Ricky blinked his eyes open, his mind foggy, until the recent events crashed back into his memory and darkened his mood. Janessa noticed him waking right away. Even though his expression startled her, she managed a gentle smile. “You’re awake, honey. Is anything bothering you? Should I get the doctor? I p>
“Give me my phone,” Ricky interjected.
Janessa didn’t hesitate. She grabbed the phone beside the bed and handed it over immediately. Through a call, Ricky learned everything that had happened at the Flynn Group after he fainted.
Amelia had cleared out his office, and she had managed to take back the thirty million from the Morrison Group with her bodyguards.
When the call ended, frustration took over. Ricky flung the phone across the room, and it smashed to pieces against the wall.