The Heiress With Seven Secret Identies (Stella Shaw) novel Chapter 438

Suddenly, a series of loud thuds and crashes echoed from inside. Nicole's eyes widened.

Were they actually fighting?

"Hey! Calm down!" she shouted. "Don't start swinging! Let's just talk this out!"

Forget the pleasantries—she tried to burst in to break it up, only to find the door was locked tight.

"Violence isn't the answer, guys! Let me in to mediate—I promise I'll be fair!" Those two had been bickering since they were kids, so a physical scuffle was the only thing on Nicole's mind.

"Nicole!" Amelia's voice called out from inside.

"Amelia, I'm right here!"

"Nicole... get someone to kick the door down!"

"What?" Nicole stammered.

Amelia sounded like she was losing the fight.

What was Jaron thinking? A little sparring was one thing, but he wouldn't actually hurt her, would he?

Muttering under her breath, Nicole turned and sprinted back downstairs.

"Winston! Do you have a spare key?" she yelled. "They're killing each other up there!"

"Yes—yes, of course!" Winston stammered.

"Hurry up!"

Key in hand, Nicole sprinted back upstairs and threw open the door.

She found Jaron pinning Amelia down against the desk. Amelia was livid, lashing out at him with everything she had.

"Jaron, that's enough!" Nicole shouted. "You've gone too far. This isn't a game—where's your sense of decency?"

Nicole threw a few punches, but Jaron didn't even flinch; he completely ignored her.

"Nicole, get away from him!" Amelia gasped. "He's been drugged. Call a doctor!"

Terrified, Nicole scrambled back. She grabbed a nearby desk lamp and, shutting her eyes tight, swung it with all her might.

"Jaron, I'm doing this for your own good! You can't do this!"

Blood began to trickle down Jaron's forehead. Seizing the moment, Amelia broke free from his grip and shoved him away. She grabbed Nicole's hand and pulled her out of the study as fast as they could.

"Amelia, are you okay?" Nicole asked, her voice trembling. She was still shaken, having realized too late that they hadn't been play-fighting at all.

"I'm fine," Amelia said. She pulled Nicole into a hug, feeling the other girl shaking. She knew how easily Nicole got scared.

Amelia wondered for a fleeting second.

If Nicole hadn't shown up, would she have just given in? No, she told herself. It's over. Don't look back.

"Is Jaron going to be alright?" Nicole asked.

"Don't worry, don't worry. He'll be okay," Amelia whispered, gently patting Nicole's shoulder to soothe her.

"Amelia... did he take some kind of... date-rape drug?"

Had she swung too hard?

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