Revenge Looks Good on Me (Amelia and Sebastian) novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115 The Gala Trap

Amelia’s words hit them like a freight train.

They’d never seen her as one of them. She was just a PR move they couldn’t undo.

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So they’d bullied her, called her a country bumpkin, ruined her reputation, and now they were trying to sell her off.

Sometimes Amelia wondered if they felt any guilt at all.

But looking at them, she knew they only saw her as an obstacle. They wanted her bled dry.

Alexander couldn’t take it anymore. He looked at Amelia with raw regret. “Amelia, I promise things will be different. If you hate it here, come stay with me.”

Julian stepped up too. “Alex is right. Come live with us!”

“Oh, please! Moving out? People will think we’re running some kind of sweatshop here!”

William barked at his sons, his ego bruised.

These kids are actually rebelling for her? Unbelievable.

“Relax. I’m actually quite happy here,” Amelia said, flashing a brilliant smile. “Besides, watching Sophia scramble every time she fails to get rid of me is way too much fun to leave behind.”

Why would I leave when the show is just getting good?

“It’s late. You guys have fun chatting. I’m going to bed.”

Amelia flipped her hair, hummed a tune, and headed upstairs.

Sophia shot Amelia a look that could kill, her teeth gritted so hard her jaw ached. It was clear as day–the b*tch was doing all of this on purpose just to screw with her.

So what if she had Sebastian’s favor for now? Once Amelia was caught in a scandal and her reputation was trashed beyond repair, would the great Sebastian still want anything to do with such damaged goods?

That thought was like a soothing balm, making Sophia feel a whole lot better.

For the next few days, the Bennetts were surprisingly quiet. Even Sophia avoided her in the halls.

Amelia didn’t buy it. These people didn’t find a conscience; they were just loading the gun.

Finally, Eudora’s birthday arrived. The Bennetts threw a massive gala, inviting everyone who was anyone in Kingsley.

It was bigger than Vanessa’s party, which rubbed people the wrong way. The Sterlings didn’t even show up.

But Eudora didn’t care. She was in a vibrant red silk gown, greeting guests with a practiced smile.

1:55 am

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Chapter 115 The Gala Trap

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Sophia had a glam squad in her room all morning. She was in a custom gown, fluttering around the party like a socialite butterfly.

To Amelia, though, she looked more like a dog looking for a scrap.

“Sophia! That dress is incredible! It must have cost a fortune!”

Megan was there, playing the role of the loyal sycophant.

Brittany was there too, but she stayed back, her brow furrowed. She looked… off.

That dress Sophia was wearing? Brittany had picked it out for herself weeks ago. Sophia had ‘suggested‘ she give it up because the Bennett name was more prestigious.

After what Amelia had whispered to her in the security room,. Brittany was starting to see the cracks in Sophia’s mask.

“Brittany? You okay? Don’t you think the dress looks great on her?” Megan nudged her.

Brittany forced a smile. “Great. She looks great in everything.”

I hope that dress gives her a rash.

Sophia didn’t notice the shift. She held her head high like a peacock.

“Don’t worry, girls. Once I’ve worn it a few times and get bored of it, I’ll let you guys borrow it.”

Brittany’s grip on her champagne glass tightened until her knuckles were white.

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