Revenge Looks Good on Me (Amelia and Sebastian) novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33 The Fake Painting Bet

Just as Sophia was about to step down in triumph, Amelia spoke up. “A hundred million for a forgery? Do you take us for fools?”

Amelia’s challenge sent a shockwave of whispers through the audience.

“No way. Would the Bennett Group really risk their reputation with a fake?”

“Maybe Sophia is just desperate for attention!”

The guests began to murmur, the seeds of doubt regarding the painting’s authenticity firmly planted.

Though Beaumont was still alive, his works had vanished from the market. This specific piece was his crowning achievement.

It was only natural to question such a rare find.

Sophia was stuck on stage, flustered. Lucas had brought this for her, claiming he’d paid a fortune to Beaumont himself.

Lucas never denied her anything and always saved the best for her. She was certain he wouldn’t lie to her.

Clearly, Amelia was just jealous of her standing in the family and was slinging mud.

Sophia glared at Amelia, her voice trembling with faked hurt. “Amelia, I know you’ve hated me since you returned, but please don’t ruin Mr. Harrington’s event with your petty jealousy!”

Sophia broke into tears, playing the part of the fragile, bullied victim to perfection.

Julian, sitti Amel

fourth row, saw Sophia crying and surged to his feet, pointing an accusing finger at

lace for your tantrums! Get out now!”

inally hit the guests; the woman in the front row was the infamous Amelia Bennett.

Amelia? She looks l

ow did she even get in

“I can’t believe I’m s

In an instant, a

Amelia, how the more

At tha

an–eater. And is she wearing a thrift store dress?”

security that incompetent?”

w as her. How repulsive.”

us insults struck Amelia like cold blades.

heir vitriol. She flashed a confident smile. “The more desperate you act inting is a fake.”

ed a tray of delicate pastries on the small table in front of her

a macaron and took a small, poised bite.

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se are actually good. Il a toto ask Edward to pack some for me later,

hia broke into a cold sweat at Amelia’s calm demeanor, but she quickly forced herself to steady/er

ves

as gave her this as painting. There was no way he’d deceive her.

un marched on to the front and towered over Amelia, hissing with disgust. “Amelia, do you have any ide re we are? Are you trying to humiliate the entire family?”

hen on noi ca back to Alexander. “Alexander, she’s out of control! You have to do something!

somemething? Amelia crossed her arms, her gaze sharp. “He doesn’t own me. Sophia 1 in one aonice og oft trash, and yet you’re worried about me?”

Jura wa wailed, tears streaming down her face for all to see. “You call it a fake, but where’s your proof? You

RAWAT ne gone! Fine, I’ll leave, but don’t drag the family through the mud!”

thira was sick of the same old victim card Sophia played every single time.

And yet. the Bennetts treated her like a precious jewel every time.

Amelia slammed her hand on the table and barked, “Stop crying! This is anaaccoon. not a talent show for

he miserable!”

Stunned by Amelia’s outburst, Sophia’s sobs were instantly cut short by feanr

Amelia spared in a cold glance. “If you’re so sure it’s real, do you dare have Mr. Harrington

authenti

v?”

pect it!”

wishing she could set her on fire with herceges.

g new ways to ruin everything. I hate her!!

d into a smirk as she tucked a strand of hainbbainad her ear. “Well? Afraid of a little

phia stomped down from the stage, her eyes gleammg with malice. Amelia, it it’s real, you’ll get on your nees and apologize in front of everyone!”

Amelia didn’t blink.

It’s not! Lucas y

Quite the si

As she sp hands

taker”

Sophia acted uubbornly

ophia, wat with

oral shim and

waves strolled in a play boy smirk plastered on his

ognized that imminaatregant face of Lucas Bennett

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1–Ning Bet

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