No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 552

Chapter 552 The Price They Claimed She Owed

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Beatrice glared at Amelia. “Everything you have now should be compensation to me!”

Amelia had no interest in arguing with someone whose thinking had long since twisted beyond reason.

She knew that in Beatrice’s world, she would always be the noble victim, while Amelia would always be the unforgivable thief.

So she only frowned, gave the ruined room one last look, then turned and walked straight past Beatrice without expression and headed downstairs.

Beatrice stood there trembling with rage as she watched her leave, but Amelia’s indifference left her with an even deeper sense of frustration. She stamped her foot hard, then turned and stormed back into her own spacious, luxurious bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

Silence fell over the room. Beatrice walked to her vanity, unlocked a jewelry box hidden at the very bottom, and carefully took out a gold locket.

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Chapter 552 The Price They Claimed She Owed

Porteria. She could make a detour and investigate things there herself.

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And if her guess was right, then she had to seize this secret before Amelia ever got the chance and keep it firmly in her own hands.

With that thought, Beatrice put the gold locket back into the jewelry box and locked it again. A cold smile curved her lips.

By the time Amelia came downstairs, Kennedy and David were already back.

Kennedy gave her a brief, indifferent glance and greeted her in a flat tone. “You’re back?”

David was even more false. Narrowing his eyes, he looked Amelia up and down, then forced out the kind smile of an elder. “Amelia, I heard you’ve been busy with work lately. Holding up all right?”

Amelia gave the faintest nod and said nothing more. She was long used to the faces the Harlows wore, and she had no interest in figuring out how much sincerity was mixed into their words or how much calculation lay hidden underneath.

Clara called for the maids to bring out the food. Amelia sat quietly in her seat, pushing listlessly at the food on her plate, eating without taste, all the while catching the small shifts in expression that passed across the Harlows‘ faces.

After dinner, everyone moved into the living room. The servants brought out fine tea along with fruit and pastries.

David lifted his cup and fixed Amelia with a deep, measuring gaze. He got straight to the point.

“Amelia, I heard you inherited an estate from Fiona.”

Amelia looked up and answered plainly. “I did.”

David set down his cup, cleared his throat, and began speaking in the tone of a man laying out hard truths.

“Amelia, there are some things I shouldn’t have to keep repeating. You know perfectly well what your status is.

“You are not a blood daughter of the Harlows. We raised you all those years for nothing, fed you, clothed you, paid for your education, and poured endless effort into you.

“Even though you weren’t born to us, the Harlows did right by you. For the sake of this family’s future, we even married you into a powerful family like the Rowes.”

Then his tone hardened. “And what did you do in return? Not only were you ungrateful, but because you suffered a little grievance, you willfully divorced Ethan. That alone shows you never took the Harlows to heart.”

At that, Amelia let out a cold laugh.

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