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Chapter 248:

Amelia’s entry into the Flynn Group meant she needed someone well-versed in company operations to help her find her footing quickly. Years of loyal service to Ricky had weighed heavily on Rocco—a sense of duty had kept him there even as the company’s momentum slowed and his own prospects dimmed. Yet, standing before Amelia and sensing her authority, he felt a flicker of unexpected trust.

“Yes, I am willing to be your secretary,” he said.

It didn’t take long for Rocco to prove his efficiency; within thirty minutes, he had cleared Ricky’s office with systematic precision. Every detail Amelia wanted for the office update, Rocco documented with care.

After arranging the office transformation, Amelia asked Rocco about the transfer of thirty million to the Morrison family. What started as a casual inquiry revealed far more—Rocco not only knew of the transfer but also produced the official transaction records from Ricky himself.

Proof in hand, Amelia wasted no time. She would go to the Morrison Group and get the money back. Learning about the real circumstances surrounding Marc’s treatment of her grandmother had been the last straw; whatever lingering warmth Amelia had for the Morrison family had disappeared.

Since Wyatt’s attack, the Morrison Group had plunged into chaos. But the influx of Ricky’s thirty million had given the company a brief chance to breathe. News that Amelia, representing the Flynn Group, was coming to collect the debt sent the receptionist into action—she quickly led Amelia to the CEO’s office on the top floor.

Inside the office, Jaxton glanced at Laura bustling around and could barely hide his irritation. His demotion stung every time he entered the Morrison Group building; he felt as if every set of eyes there was mocking him. But today’s visit was non-negotiable—Laura had insisted, and Jaxton had found himself unable to refuse.

The moment Amelia appeared, Jaxton’s eyes lit up. A striking magenta suit set her apart; she exuded regal poise. He couldn’t help but think of the Amelia from the past.

He had always preferred understated styles, which was why Amelia used to keep her wardrobe simple and unassuming.

Amelia hadn’t expected Jaxton to be there, and a look of disdain crossed her face. She quickly averted her gaze, turning her attention to Laura and laying out her intentions in direct terms.

Laura bristled at the request, her voice sharp with anger. “Amelia, must you really be this heartless? When your grandmother was sick, it was the Morrison family who reached out to Marc. If not for us p>

𝗗𝗶𝘀𝘤𝘰v𝘦𝗿 ո𝘦w 𝘴𝘁𝗼𝘳i𝘦𝗌 𝘰𝘯.с𝗼𝘮

“Let’s clear this up, Mrs. Morrison. Did your family actually arrange for Marc to treat my grandmother?” Amelia’s tone was icy, her eyes blazing with the sting of betrayal.

Panic crept into Laura’s expression at the pointed question. The truth was that, during the time Michelle had been ill, the Morrison family had tried to contact Marc, but every attempt had failed. Just as they had been ready to give up, Marc himself had reached out, offering his help of his own accord.

For two years, Amelia’s patience with the Morrison family had been rooted in that supposed kindness, believing it was because of them that her grandmother had received treatment. But that was not the truth. Laura’s reaction did not go unnoticed, and Amelia’s gaze hardened with contempt. “You really are shameless, Laura p>

Rage flashed in Jaxton’s voice as he stepped forward. “Amelia, who do you think you are, talking to my mom like that? Haven’t you any respect p>

He didn’t get the chance to finish before Amelia delivered two sharp slaps to his face.

She’d swallowed her pride and endured Jaxton’s sneers repeatedly. She had spent years quietly cleaning up after his reckless mistakes. These two stinging blows were her down payment on years of silent endurance. The sharp pain twisted Jaxton’s expression, and he instinctively tried to grab Amelia, but the bodyguard at the door quickly seized his wrist.

Cries of pain echoed through the office as Jaxton was subdued.

“You’ve gone mad, Amelia! Release him right now!” Laura, wild with anger and helpless to intervene, could do little but shout.

None of it fazed Amelia. Her voice was icy and firm. “If you don’t return the Flynn Group’s thirty million today, I’ll have my lawyer file a lawsuit immediately p>

Repaying that sum would spell certain ruin for the Morrison Group. Laura, seething at the threat, nearly fainted from rage. Panic was quickly replaced by a spark of inspiration—she suddenly remembered something that might turn the tide.

As Laura weighed whether to use her trump card, a voice sounded from the doorway. “Amelia p>

Amelia turned to see Santos. “Mr. Morrison p>

Sleep had eluded Santos for nights, leaving him looking weary. One look at his tired face softened Amelia for a heartbeat, but the memory of Laura and Jaxton’s cruelty steeled her once more.

Laura quickly said, “Santos, this is the person you’ve always shielded. Do you see even a shred of gratitude in her now? You p>