Revenge Looks Good on Me (Amelia and Sebastian) novel Chapter 94

Eleanor shot a pointed look at the rest of the family.

Katherine and Vanessa just had to swallow their pride. Their kids were spoiled brats, and there was no denying Glenn had the brains.

The vibe was still awkward, but Amelia was focused on the food. “Eleanor, I’m starving. Can we just eat?”

“Of course, dear! I didn’t mean to keep you. Dig in!”

Eleanor didn’t eat much, but she kept piling food onto Amelia’s plate. Amelia left the table feeling like she’d finally won.

As they were heading out, Sebastian said, “Stay at the manor. It’s late.”

Eleanor didn’t miss a beat, “He’s right, Mel. It’s past midnight. Stay the night.”

Amelia yawned, the food coma finally hitting her. She nodded.

“Fine. I’ll stay.”

Matthew and his family had cleared out right after dinner.

Glenn stayed, saying he wanted to spend some time with his grandmother.

Sebastian led Amelia to the third floor and opened the master suite. The scent of white tea was everywhere, and Amelia felt herself instantly relax.

“Shower’s through there. Clothes and stuff are ready. I have a conference call in the study.”

Amelia knew he was a total workaholic. “Go do your CEO thing. I’m a big girl, I can handle a shower.”

Sebastian gave her this long, smoldering look.

“Right. Ring for a maid if you need anything.”

And with that, he was gone.

Amelia took a long, decadent bath and checked her phone. It was blowing up with messages.

Mostly from Phoebe.

Phoebe messaged, “Miss Goddess! Do you have any idea how viral you are right now? You’re literally trending!”

“I am your biggest fan! Don’t you ever leave me!”

About twenty more messages followed.

“I’m so depressed. Every time you ghost me, I feel like you’re out there cheating on me.”

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5:34 pm

Chapter 94 The Design Expo

Amelia laughed. The girl was a riot.

Amelia messaged back. “Thanks, Phoebe. You’re the best.”

Phoebe replied instantly, “Miss Goddess! You’re thanking me? You’ve changed! You don’t love me anymore!”

Amelia giggled and typed, “Okay, okay. I heard you’re busy filming. Go to bed.”

Finished

Phoebe sent back a crying emoji, “Ugh, don’t remind me. But hey, I’m judging the Design Expo at your school next month. Are you in?”

The National Design Expo?

Amelia remembered it well. In her past life, it was a total disaster.

She’d been blind and couldn’t enter, so Sophia had stolen sketches from a scholarship kid, entered them as her own, and took home the gold.

Thai poor student had dropped out and disappeared.

It was obvious now–it was all Sophia’s doing.

Amelia replied, “Yeah.” and then added, “I’ll make sure there’s a hell of a show for you.”

Phoebe messaged, “I’ll be front and center with a flag cheering for you!”

Amelia stared at the screen, a smirk tugging at her lips.

Sophia really was a glutton for punishment. She had all the money in the world, and she still chose the most pathetic way to cheat.

After clearing out her other messages, Amelia realized an hour had passed. She threw on a robe and started drying her hair.

A knock came at the door. Amelia put down the dryer and opened it.

A maid was standing there with two bowls of soup, looking very professional, “Madam Eleanor had these made for you. She really thinks the world of you, Miss Amelia.”

“Tell her thanks.”

As Amelia went to take them, the maid looked nervous, “Miss Amelia… could you take this one to the study? The master hates it when we interrupt him, and I’m… well…”

Amelia got it.

The entire staff was terrified of the guy. Even a delivery was a life–or–death mission.

“I got it.”

The maid looked like she’d just been granted a stay of execution and pointed down the hall, “The study’s just around the corner. You can’t miss it.”

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