The Heiress They Couldn't Break (Amelia) novel Chapter 384

**Chapter 384: A Graceful Entrance**

Regina’s intentions were unmistakably clear; she yearned to connect with Sabrina on a deeper level.

With genuine enthusiasm, she attempted to bridge the gap between them, yet her eagerness veered into overexcitement, creating an awkward tension that hung in the air.

“You don’t know how to talk? Then maybe it’s best if you just stay quiet,” Jeremy interjected with a smirk, his tone laced with mockery. “Ms. Jordan and I only know each other because of our families. We don’t even have each other’s phone numbers.”

Though his words seemed directed at Regina, the underlying message was meant for Amelia, a silent plea to prevent any further misunderstandings.

Jeremy felt a flicker of concern; he didn’t want Amelia to misinterpret his intentions again. If he truly didn’t care, he would have simply turned on his heel and walked away, leaving behind any need for explanation or justification.

Yet, Amelia remained oblivious to his words, her gaze fixated on the two women.

It was odd, really.

Regina’s demeanor was not merely a polite facade; her excitement was palpable, radiating warmth that anyone with a discerning eye could recognize as genuine.

She clearly desired a connection with Sabrina, devoid of any pretense.

This revelation only deepened Amelia’s confusion. What was it about Sabrina that captivated Regina so?

More intriguingly, what could Regina possibly gain from this budding relationship?

A woman as shrewd and driven as Regina wouldn’t express such eagerness without a calculated motive.

Amelia began to entertain the unsettling thought that Regina’s presence at this gathering was not merely coincidental; perhaps she was emboldened by the absence of fear regarding her association with Gianna.

Yet, the core of the matter was Regina’s evident desire to cultivate a bond with Sabrina.

This event was a prestigious science conference, a gathering of elite minds from the realms of medicine and cutting-edge technology.

Given Sabrina’s recent acceptance into PharmaCore 01, her invitation was not surprising; the only uncertainty lay in her willingness to attend.

However, as Jeremy’s words echoed in her mind, Sabrina felt a sharp pang of hurt.

She had been raised in an environment where adoration was the norm, treated like royalty by those around her. Every wish and desire had been effortlessly fulfilled.

But now, Jeremy was making it abundantly clear that he wanted nothing to do with her, distancing himself as if she were a contagion, someone to be avoided at all costs.

Despite her usual grace and poise, the sting of his words was evident on her face, a slight crease of hurt that she could not conceal.

Brielle, fiercely protective of her cousin, felt a surge of panic at the sight of Sabrina’s distress.

She appeared to be in her mid-forties, radiating a stunning beauty complemented by an air of quiet confidence. Her posture was refined, and every movement exuded grace, reminiscent of someone who had been nurtured in an environment rich with culture and sophistication.

Her figure was impeccably maintained, with soft curves that flowed into a light, graceful stride.

Her features were captivating: smooth skin, an elegant bone structure, and eyes that held a calm dignity.

At first glance, it was clear that she hailed from a high-class lineage, raised amidst privilege and decorum. There was an inherent nobility about her, a poise that commanded attention.

Yet, what truly captivated those around her was the mole at the corner of her eye, lending her an enigmatic charm that was hard to overlook.

Amelia, however, noticed something else entirely. The resemblance between this woman and Jeremy was striking.

She didn’t need anyone to confirm it; this had to be Jeremy’s mother.

“Whitney, it’s absolutely delightful to finally see you! If only you weren’t so busy, I’d arrange tea and spa dates with you every single day!”

Brielle, with her penchant for dramatics and a touch of spoiled charm, knew just how to flatter those she admired.

Her words flowed effortlessly, winning over hearts with her genuine affection.

Naturally, Whitney responded with a warm smile, her voice rich with sincerity. “That sounds absolutely lovely. I wouldn’t mind that at all.”