The Heiress They Couldn't Break (Amelia) novel Chapter 351

**Title: Broken by Destiny**

**Chapter 351: Breaking News**

In every corner of the world, families dream of having a daughter like Sabrina. She was the kind of girl who embodied grace and poise, effortlessly winning the hearts of those around her.

“Jeremy is such a brat!” Bridget exclaimed, her voice tinged with frustration as she paced the room. “I told him to come home, but it’s been two hours, and he’s still a no-show! Not even a call back! He’s going to drive me absolutely crazy!” Her exasperation filled the air, a palpable tension that seemed to cling to the walls.

Deep down, Sabrina understood the truth of the situation. Jeremy was not going to return. It was evident that he was fighting tooth and nail against the engagement, a battle he seemed determined to lose. The thought weighed heavily on her mind, yet she maintained a façade of calm.

Even if Jeremy decided to cancel the engagement online, the reality remained that as long as she and the Jordans stood firm in their refusal to acknowledge that cancellation, the engagement would hold. It was a delicate game of wills, one in which Sabrina was unwilling to yield.

Bridget, her anxiety mounting, felt an urgent need to call Whitney. No matter how busy her sister-in-law was, she needed to return home and help rein in her son’s rebellious streak. “I can’t do this alone,” Bridget muttered under her breath, her thoughts racing.

“Sabrina, don’t fret,” Sabrina interjected, her voice soothing and steady. “Jeremy runs an entire corporation. He’s juggling a multitude of responsibilities. It’s only natural for him to be too swamped to come home.”

Bridget shook her head, her worry palpable. “This isn’t just some minor issue. If you push him too hard, it’ll only make things worse.”

Sabrina remained silent, her composure unwavering. Even after Jeremy had made his public retreat from the engagement, she felt no surge of anxiety. Panic would only betray her desperation, and she was determined to project confidence.

She was aware that Bridget had her back, and if Whitney returned to help persuade Jeremy, the engagement would not dissolve so easily. The thought of that possibility brought a small measure of comfort.

“Sabrina, your mindset is truly remarkable—mature and steadfast,” Bridget praised, her voice softening. “You possess the qualities of a future matriarch of a prominent family.”

Yet, even as she offered her compliments, Bridget couldn’t suppress a fresh wave of irritation. “But Wade is just as bad as Jeremy. He promised he’d stop by to see you, yet here we are, still waiting. They both seem to have no concept of time!”

At the mention of Wade, a flicker of something unspoken crossed Sabrina’s gentle features. Wade shared a close bond with her father, frequently visiting the Jordan Estate under the cover of secrecy.

She was acutely aware that while Jeremy and Wade maintained a veneer of politeness in public, behind closed doors, they were engaged in a fierce rivalry. Such animosity was not uncommon among the affluent; it was a dance of power and prestige that played out in the shadows.

“This accident was beyond my control,” Wade retorted defensively, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. “Those people outside are just stirring up trouble. I can’t just make them disappear.”

He hadn’t anticipated such a monumental disaster occurring right after he had taken the reins. Just as he had begun to forge beneficial connections with government officials, the ground beneath him was crumbling.

“This project is your responsibility,” Jeremy stated with a calmness that belied the storm brewing beneath. He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, each sound echoing like a ticking clock. “You need to resolve this. If you can’t, I’ll have no choice but to remove you from your position as project leader.”

Jeremy showed no inclination to shield Wade from the repercussions of his mismanagement.

Wade had fought tooth and nail to take on this project, reaping the benefits of its potential. But now, he was expected to face the fallout as well, and Jeremy was not about to allow such an inequitable situation to stand.

“These people are nothing but troublemakers,” Wade snapped, his patience wearing thin. “Just send security to chase them off and throw some money at them to make them quiet.”

His words hung in the air, a desperate suggestion that reflected his mounting stress and the weight of the situation pressing down on him.