No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 125

**Chapter 125: Why Do You Still Think You’re That Important?**

“Alright, I have some free time tomorrow night.”

Amelia felt her heart drop, her breath hitching in her throat.

How could this be happening? The Rowes were clearly orchestrating this dinner with a business agenda in mind—it was painfully obvious that it was a meeting driven by profit. Mason was sharp; how could he possibly overlook such an obvious ploy?

Yet, he had agreed to it.

“Fiona, Grace, you both should catch up. I’ll go slice some fruit in the kitchen,” Amelia offered, her voice steady as she stood from the sofa, desperate to escape the tension in the air.

She rushed into the kitchen, her mind racing, and quickly typed out a message to Mason.

“Why did you agree? The Rowes are using this for business!”

Moments later, her phone buzzed with his reply.

“I want to see how they treat you.”

To her disbelief, the news of Mason’s impending visit had already reached the Harlows. David, ever the eager elder, had called, insisting that he should also attend.

A wave of anxiety washed over Amelia, tightening her chest.

It felt as though Mason had become a succulent piece of steak, ready to be dissected by the Rowes and the Harlows alike.

And she was the one leading him into this trap.

The mere thought of it made her stomach churn violently.

The Rowes were treating this dinner with an intensity that far surpassed anything Amelia had anticipated.

Every detail was scrutinized, from the menu selection to the elegant tableware, right down to the fresh floral arrangements that adorned the living room. Grace was personally overseeing every aspect, ensuring that everything was nothing short of perfection.

The atmosphere was electric with excitement, as if the guest arriving was not merely a family acquaintance but a harbinger of fortune, someone who could potentially dictate the Rowes’ very future.

Later that evening, Amelia retreated to her bedroom.

As she opened the door, she was momentarily taken aback.

The entire room had been transformed.

Ethan stood by the door, his expression earnest as he explained, “I had the room completely redone. Everything is brand new. While you were away, I kept this door locked. Only the cleaning staff were allowed in.”

Amelia regarded him silently, her eyes glinting with icy sarcasm.

“Ethan,” she replied with a smirk, “so now that you’re trying to mend fences with the Everetts, you think this is your way of winning me over?

“Once the deal is sealed or once Mason leaves, are you planning to revert to your old tricks?”

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