Betrayed? I Upgraded to His Billionaire Brother novel Chapter 248

Can’t do that.” His reply was swift and utterly matter of fact. “This is the best photo I’ve ever taken. The angle, the composition it’s perfect.”

A god awful angle and terrible technique.

I guess he did get a good shot of Scout, though.

Third person POV

The moment Amelia stepped inside, she was hit by a funereal atmosphere.

Or maybe it was just oppression.

She’d gotten the call from the old Windsor hag first thing this morning, summoning her like it was a matter of life and death. As if someone had to be buried today.

No sooner had Amelia entered the drawing–room than a teacup came flying toward her.

She hadn’t expected the old woman to still have such aim at her age. She failed to dodge in time, taking the hit square in the face.

Scalding tea dripped down her cheeks. A soaked tea leaf clung stubbornly to the bridge of her nose.

Stinging pain and heat warred on her skin. She nearly jumped out of her sheer fury.

“Did I ask for the impossible, summoning you here?” Margaret’s voice was low and vicious, cutting through the air.

Amelia’s anger instantly deflated. Even if her teeth were knocked out, she could only swallow them with the blood.

Wiping the tea leaf from her face, Amelia took a deep breath and approached. “Dowager Windsor, I left the moment you called. It’s just… rush hour traffic. That’s the only reason I’m a little late.”

“Enough.” The Dowager saw right through her. A cold sneer twisted her lips. “I didn’t call you here to listen to excuses. I hear your so–called R&D team has produced absolutely nothing of value all this time?” And burned through no small amount of money.

“Dowager…” Amelia would never admit incompetence. She scrambled for justification. “Drug development isn’t something that happens overnight. We can’t rush it. It’s common for drugs to take years-”

“Hmph.” The Dowager fixed her with a icy stare, her contempt plain as day. “If I wanted legitimate, by–the–books research, why would I need you? Couldn’t I find anyone else, rather than a useless fool like you?”

She had never held a shred of respect for Amelia. What kind of woman has an affair with her brother–in–law so soon after her husband’s

funeral? Nothing but trash.

But being trash was precisely what made her useful.

Someone without moral boundaries, when cornered, was capable of anything.

Amelia was no true fool. She quickly grasped the real meaning behind the Dowager’s words. She stepped closer. “I don’t know if you’ve heard, but Elara’s research has made significant new progress.” She was close to a breakthrough.

The Dowager’s brow furrowed tightly. She eyed Amelia with suspicion. “Where did you get that information?” Even her own niece, had been ruthlessly ousted from the group by that bastard Gavin. How was this Amelia still so well–informed about core R&D matters?

“Where I get my information isn’t important,” Amelia said with a faint smile. “All I can tell you is, I will deliver what I promised you. No

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compromises.” She would stent all of Elara’s work, the fruits of her labor since last year.

Whether she handed it over to this old hag or sold it to the highest bidder would depend on her moodi

The Dowager’s gaze was penetrating. Finally, her eyes narrowed to slits. “You must succeed. If you fail, don’t expect the Grayson family to lift a finger to protect you.”

The look in her eyes sent a chill down Amelia’s spine. She knew perfectly well who mattered more to the Graysona–a daughter in law who brought them scandal, or their relationship with the Windsor family.

Back in her car, Amelia realized the back of her blouse was soaked with cold sweat.

She wasn’t afraid of the old hag herself.

But in the depths of her soul, she feared the Windsor family. The Windsors, who represented ultimate power and capital in Jade City.

She had to get her hands on Elara’s work.

Even while driving down the mountain road, she pulled over, her heart still pounding, and sent a quick text message.

When she returned to the Grayson residence, Victoria took one look at her disheveled state and asked sharply, “Where did you rush off to in such a state?”

Amelia walked over and patted Max on the head. “The Windsors‘.”

“What did they want?” Victoria glared at her. “Look at you. Don’t tell me you’ve done something to offend them?” If they truly made an enemy of the Windsors, the Grayson family would pay a heavy price.

“I didn’t provoke her!” The memory fueled Amelia’s anger. “That old Windsor woman threw something at my face the moment I walked in!” The woman was a lunatic. She didn’t know how Elara had survived under her thumb for all those years.

Seeing that no lasting offense seemed to have been caused, Victoria adopted a tone of cold detachment. “Did you really think currying favor with the Windsor family would be easy? I warned you not to overreach and end up losing everything.”

“Mother,” Amelia said with a cold laugh, “are you suggesting that if I had successfully ingratiated myself with the Windsors, the Grayson family wouldn’t have shared in the benefits?” It was a blunt truth.

Victoria had little left to say. “Of course we’d benefit. But remember, if this plan fails, the Grayson family will not protect you.”

If she failed, Amelia’s fate would be grim.

Lately, Elara had been focusing most of her energy on R&D to speed up progress, reducing her frequency of clinic shifts.

Consequently, on the days she did see patients, even though she started calling numbers early, the number of patients seeking add–on

appointments had multiplied.

Elara had to prioritize her regular patients. She was about to see the last one when a knock sounded on her office door.

She looked up to see Viola standing at the door and smiled. “What brings you here?”

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