**TITLE: My Heart Waited Too Long and Choosing Freedom 126**
**Chapter 126 Setting Her Sights on Mason**
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“Whatever schemes you might concoct in that head of yours, I strongly advise you to abandon them now,” Beatrice declared, a sinister smile curling at the corners of her lips. “I’ve heard that Nora has been diligently searching for a suitable fiancée for Mason, and she’s made it clear that the girl must come from a lineage of noble purity. Amelia, do you grasp the implications of that?”
Amelia’s gaze turned icy, her expression a mask of calm as she observed Beatrice reveling in her own theatrics.
In Beatrice’s eyes, Amelia’s silence translated to a reluctant agreement, perhaps even a tinge of guilt.
Pride swelled within Beatrice, lifting her chin in an arrogant display. She unleashed her words like arrows, each one sharper than the last.
“It signifies that only those of true noble heritage are deemed worthy of becoming an Everett. Someone like you… already shackled in marriage, a counterfeit heiress usurping another’s place, with an obscure background… even daring to dream about Mason is nothing short of a disgrace to the Everett name.”
In that moment, a realization dawned on Amelia.
Beatrice’s intent was not solely to humiliate her; she was probing, testing the waters.
She believed Amelia was still reeling from her heartbreak over Ethan, desperate for a new ally, and had mistakenly chosen Mason as her fallback option.
How utterly absurd.
Amelia felt no inclination to argue against such a ridiculous assumption. Instead, she met Beatrice’s gaze with a calm resolve and stated flatly, “So, what is it that you truly want?”
Beatrice’s façade cracked slightly, her forced smile morphing into something more genuine at Amelia’s directness.
“You possess some sense after all,” she replied, adjusting the sleeve of her designer dress with a practiced elegance, her tone dripping with condescension. “Amelia, you are now officially a part of the Everett family. Regarding that dinner the other night, Mason misconstrued my intentions. You simply need to seize the opportunity to clarify things to him on my behalf.
“If you manage this and pave the way for my family to forge a marriage alliance with the Everetts, I will ensure that I speak favorably of you to my grandfather and my parents. Then, you will truly be recognized as a Harlow.”
The pieces clicked into place for Amelia; this was why David had brought Beatrice here tonight.
Despite being the recognized heiress welcomed back into the family, Beatrice was already an adult, proud, and unwilling to settle for anything less than a union with a top-tier family.
Her marriage prospects had been stalled, as nothing within the Harlows’ reach could meet her lofty ambitions. Yet, Amelia hadn’t anticipated that Beatrice would set her sights on Mason.
It was a clear underestimation of Mason’s character, believing him to be a man easily manipulated and used.
Amelia found Beatrice’s ambition utterly laughable.
A chuckle escaped her lips involuntarily.
“You genuinely believe that I care a whit about being recognized as a Harlow at this point?” Amelia’s eyes gleamed, sharp and unyielding. “Beatrice, if you possess the skill, then go and win Mason for yourself. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you can use me as a mere stepping stone.”
“You!” Beatrice’s expression darkened, her carefully curated elegance shattering in an instant.
10:25 Mon, Dec 15 GO.
**Chapter 126 Setting Her Sights on Mason**

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