Revenge Looks Good on Me (Amelia and Sebastian) novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 Exposed

“Good afternoon, Mr. Sterling. Good afternoon, Madam.”

“You made the consomme?” Sebastian cast a condescending, icy glare down at her.

The girl was terrified, nodding so fast her head was practically vibrating. “Y–yes, I made it…..”

“And you spiked it?”

The girl collapsed into a puddle on the floor, frantically bowing her head to the ground begging for mercy. “Please, sir, spare me! I didn’t mean to! I just couldn’t stand how arrogant Ms. Bennett acts all the time! I only wanted to teach her a little lesson! I didn’t know the dose was that strong, and…”

“See, Seb?! She confessed! I really had nothing to do with it!”

Evelyn seized the perfect moment to instantly clear her name.

Vanessa couldn’t help but add her own snarky two cents. “Oh my. I’ve lived in the Sterling house for years, and no servant has ever tried to drug me. You’ve barely been here and you’re already making the staff hate you enough to poison you? Tsk, tsk.”

“That’s because usually, you’re the one doing the drugging!” Amelia fired right back without missing a beat.

Vanessa shot up from her chair, her face contorting with rage. “Amelia! I am your future mother–in–law! How dare you speak to me like that?!”

“You’re only my mother–in–law if I acknowledge you as one. Since I don’t, you’re just a mistress the Sterling family tree refuses to recognize!”

Vanessa flinched violently. She was so furious her teeth were grinding, but she couldn’t formulate a single word.

Jonathan Sterling had married her years ago, but he never actually added her name to the official Sterling family registry. Only a tiny handful of insiders knew about this. How the hell did Amelia find out?!

“Vanessa, are you going to keep standing here embarrassing yourself?”

Amelia shot her a sharp, mocking look.

She originally planned to give Vanessa a little face, but the woman kept trying to trip her up. Having lived a second life, Amelia absolutely refused to swallow her anger. If someone crossed her, she destroyed them on the spot.

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“You Sterlings just love ganging up on me! Jonathan!” Vanessa stormed out in a huff, probably running off to whine to Jonathan.

The tension in the living room was suffocating. The maids didn’t even dare to breathe, standing frozen in the corners like statues.

Knowing Eleanor must be feeling conflicted, Sebastian spoke up. “Alfred, Grandma needs to

rest.”

Alfred immediately caught the drift. He gently supported Eleanor, leading her toward the back rooms, “Madam, it’s time for your rest.”

Eleanor looked at the pitiful Evelyn, then at Amelia. Finally, she let out a heavy sigh and allowed Alfred to lead her away.

They’re both my girls. I can’t play favorites. Better to just let Sebastian handle this!

Watching Eleanor leave, Evelyn’s heart started racing with panic. “Seb, this really had nothing to do with me. Can I get up now?”

Amelia’s entire body was still sore, and she had zero energy to deal with Evelyn. Since some idiot maid had taken the fall, she couldn’t be bothered to waste her breath.

“Since you found the culprit, handle it yourself. I’m busy. See ya.”

Selena was probably tearing the city apart looking for her right now. She needed to get out and let the girl know she was alive.

Seeing his fiancée leave angry, Sebastian’s face turned lethal. Someone actually dared to pull a stunt like this inside the Sterling mansion. It seems I’ve been way too lenient lately!

Ryan quickly handed over an iPad displaying the maid’s detailed background.

“Oh? A top–tier university grad? You needed the cash to study abroad, didn’t you?”

Hearing Sebastian’s bone–chilling tone, the maid felt her heart leap into her throat. Before she could even plead, Sebastian tossed the iPad back to Ryan.

He crossed his long legs, lit a cigarette, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke before stating emotionlessly, “Your study abroad dreams are dead. I’m making sure you never leave this country. And no company in Cynetia will ever hire you. Enjoy the rest of your life, grad student.”

Sitting there like a high–and–mighty god, Sebastian had just casually delivered a demon’s curse.

The maid turned ghostly pale. “No! Mr. Sterling, you can’t do this to me! You might as well just

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kill me!”

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