Revenge Looks Good on Me (Amelia and Sebastian) novel Chapter 177

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Chapter 177 A Puzzling Rumor

“Call the reporters?” Dylan sneered darkly. “You’d have to make it out of here first. Tie them both up throw them into the room. We’ll deal with them tomorrow.”

“Yes, sir!”

“Ah! Sophia, you ungrateful brat, how dare you let them…”

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ied to keep cursing, but the bodyguards quickly gagged them with rags.

ce ended, Dylan warned everyone, “If any of you breathe a word of what happened toda e me for showing no mercy!”

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a’s eyes. She threw herself into his arms and cried even harder. ou? I was so scared.”

you,” Dylan comforted her softly while holding her tight.

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Chapter 177 A Puzzling Rumor

I’ll be old in a few years. I can’t just marry some random guy I don’t love, right?”

Amelia let out a long sigh of relief. “So you haven’t lost your mind. You’re just worried about dying alon

After shooing the men away, Amelia brewed her some hangover tea, “Drink this and sober up You’re barely in your twenties, why are you so anxious about getting married?”

Selena mumbled in defense, “It’s not that I’m anxious. It’s just that there are only a handful of families worthy of mine. I don’t get to choose my own marriage.”

As the only daughter of her family, with extensive connections in both politics and business, her parent would never let her marry just anyone.

‘Let me tell you, girl, I might end up marrying some forty–something, pot–bellied old fart. Don’t you th that’s unfair?”

Amelia ignored her whining and helped herself to the food on the table, “Why not ask Sebastian if he knows any decent guys? It’s better than marrying an old fart.”

Although it was meant as a joke, the suggestion hit Selena like an epiphany.

She grabbed Amelia’s arm as if clutching a lifeline, her eyes sparkling, “Girl, I completely forgot! Sebastia nust be surrounded by high–quality men. Can you ask him for me?”

We had a fight. It’s not really a good time.”

Amelia brushed her hand away, implicitly refusing.

A fight? You two fight? I thought Sebastian treated you like a queen.” Selena looked utterly confused

Amelia frowned slightly, “You practically grew up with Sebastian. Do you know if he had a first love beton

e met me?”

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