Chapter 546
Chapter 546:
In a downtown café, Brielle’s attention locked onto Amelia the moment she stepped inside. Likely because of her pregnancy, Amelia had skipped makeup; her face glowed naturally. She wore a plain beige dress paired with matching canvas flats. Despite the simplicity of her attire, she exuded an easy, graceful charm.
Brielle’s thoughts drifted to Wyatt’s dismissive behavior toward her at The Noir last night. She looked at Amelia with pure envy. She couldn’t fathom why Wyatt, under relentless pressure from the Brightmore Group, still fiercely protected Amelia. Was it merely because Amelia was beautiful?
Brielle knew Leandro had already targeted the Davis Group, so she anticipated Amelia would either explode with rage or plead desperately. Yet none of the anticipated reactions came. Amelia sat opposite her, composed and distant. Though Amelia remained silent, Brielle thought she detected a subtle trace of mockery in her impassive expression.
She had intended to let Amelia speak first, but her patience frayed. Breaking the silence, she locked eyes with Amelia and declared, “If you agree to divorce Wyatt, I can convince Leandro to spare the Stewart Group and the Davis Group p>
A flicker of surprise crossed Amelia’s eyes, followed by a sudden, amused laugh that infuriated Brielle.
Brielle’s expression darkened. “What is so funny p>
Instead of answering, Amelia asked, “Do you believe Wyatt would marry you if I divorced him p>
𝗠o𝘳𝘦 𝗇о𝗏𝘦𝗅𝘀 о𝗇.со𝘮
Once, Brielle might have boldly claimed he would, but after what had happened at The Noir, she knew Wyatt had no feelings for her and would never marry her. Still, the thought of Amelia enjoying a lavish, untroubled life was unbearable. Since she couldn’t have Wyatt, neither should Amelia.
“Enough nonsense. Will you agree or not?” Brielle demanded.
Before Amelia could respond, Brielle continued, “If you truly care for Wyatt, you would divorce him now. Otherwise, you’ll be the one responsible for the Stewart Group’s collapse p>
“You’re utterly shameless!” Amelia snapped.
A sharp voice echoed from behind them. Turning, they saw Kelsey, clad in a sleek suit. Kelsey, fresh from a business meeting, had spotted Amelia’s car outside and stopped to greet her, only to overhear Brielle’s infuriating words.
Kelsey and Brielle had clashed at a major business conference in Hans before, which had fueled their ongoing hostility. Brielle’s face flushed with rage at Kelsey’s remark. “Who are you calling shameless p>
“You, of course,” Kelsey shot back, arching an eyebrow.
“You—” Brielle faltered, rendered speechless by the blunt reply.
Ever since Leandro had sided with her, no one had dared speak to Brielle like that—not even the Figueroa or Carrillo families, who now treated her with deference because of Leandro’s influence.
Ignoring Brielle, Kelsey slid into the seat beside Amelia. Brielle glared and hissed, “How dare you talk to me like that? I could ruin your company just like I did to the Davis Group, and we’ll see if you p>
“Oh, I’m terrified,” Kelsey cut her off with a mocking snort, her tone icy. “Brielle, the Chadwick family raised you for over twenty years, and not only do you show no gratitude, you turn on them. Aren’t you afraid of karma p>
“Why should I be afraid of that? If karma comes, it’ll hit Amelia, not me. She’s the one who—” Brielle’s voice faltered as she spotted a man entering; her expression shifted to one of feigned vulnerability. “Leandro, they are bullying me p>
Amelia and Kelsey exchanged shocked glances, marveling at Brielle’s swift change in demeanor. Alerted by his bodyguard, Leandro arrived at the café and approached the group, casting a detached glance at Brielle. The sound of his steps drew Amelia’s curious gaze toward him.
Without his usual sunglasses, Leandro’s strikingly handsome face was fully visible, his eyes holding no warmth. As Amelia observed him, his attention turned to her, a flicker of puzzlement crossing his gaze. Why did she seem so familiar?
“Leandro, teach them a lesson for me!” Brielle urged, her eyes gleaming with smug confidence as Leandro took a seat beside her. Yet Leandro remained silent, his focus locked on Amelia.
When Brielle noticed that, a surge of jealousy flashed in her eyes. “Leandro?” she called again, her voice tinged with frustration as she reached for his arm, but Leandro leaned away, dodging her grasp.
Kelsey stifled a chuckle at his subtle rejection. Leandro asked Amelia, “Have we met before p>