Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (Chasing my Wife Back) novel Chapter 124

THE silence in the living room thickened like a heavy fog.

Everyone’s heads turned toward the entrance.

Standing at the doorway were Amelia, Charles, and three uniformed police officers.

For a moment, nobody moved.

The tension that had already filled the room now multiplied tenfold.

Shantel’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Amelia stepped forward first, her posture calm, composed, and terrifyingly confident.

Behind her, Charles stood stiffly, avoiding looking at anyone except Shantel.

The three officers remained near the doorway, observing the scene.

Adrian blinked in confusion.

“Amelia?”

George looked equally surprised.

“Madam Amelia?”

Hazel’s eyes widened as well.

“Mom?”

The twins whispered nervously behind her.

“Why are there police?”

Wendy clutched Hazel’s arm tighter.

Shantel recovered first.

Her expression twisted with rage.

“You!” she spat, pointing at Amelia. “So this was your game?”

Amelia didn’t respond to her immediately.

Instead, she walked calmly toward Adrian.

“I’m sorry for the sudden intrusion,” she said politely.

Adrian looked between her, Charles, and the officers.

“Amelia… what exactly is going on?”

George nodded in agreement.

“Yes, madam, we would like an explanation.”

Amelia sighed softly.

“Actually, that is exactly why I’m here.”

She turned and briefly looked at Shantel, whose face was already burning with anger.

“This woman,” Amelia continued calmly, “is Shantel Moore.”

Adrian frowned.

“Yes, she already introduced herself. She claims the child—”

“I know,” Amelia cut in gently. “She claims Wendy is her daughter.”

Adrian gestured toward Shantel.

“And she insists someone took the child from her.”

Amelia let out a quiet humorless laugh.

“Yes… she does say many things.”

Shantel’s voice rose again.

“Stop twisting things!”

Amelia ignored her and continued speaking to Adrian.

“About a week ago, she contacted Charles with a shocking claim. She said the daughter they once had together— a little girl she claimed had died years ago— was actually alive.”

George’s brows shot up.

“Alive?”

Charles shifted awkwardly but remained silent.

Amelia continued.

“Years ago, she told Charles that the child had fallen ill and died. She even claimed the child had already been buried.”

Adrian’s eyes narrowed.

“But that was a lie?”

“Yes,” Amelia said simply.

Shantel scoffed loudly.

“It wasn’t a lie!”

Amelia’s eyes finally landed on her.

“Really?”

Shantel glared back but said nothing.

Amelia turned back to Adrian.

“She fabricated the death to abandon the child without responsibility.”

Hazel gasped quietly. The twins whispered among themselves. Adrian’s expression darkened.

Amelia continued calmly.

“And years later, when she discovered that the girl had grown up in a wealthy household… she suddenly remembered she was a mother.”

Shantel exploded.

“You are the one who forced my hand!”

Amelia raised a brow but ignored the outburst.

“She then attempted to use the child as leverage to manipulate Charles and sabotage our relationship.”

George shook his head slowly in disbelief.

“That is despicable.”

Adrian crossed his arms.

“So the child truly is Charles’ daughter?”

Charles swallowed.

“I will not!”

Another officer moved forward.

“You are making this harder for yourself.”

Shantel turned on Charles with blazing eyes.

“You coward!” she screamed. “You planned this with her!”

Charles shook his head.

“You did this to yourself.”

“Oh shut up!” she shouted.

Then she turned toward Adrian.

“You think you are some hero raising someone else’s child?”

Adrian’s expression remained cold.

“She has been loved and cared for here. Something you clearly failed to do.”

Shantel snarled.

“You don’t even know what you are talking about!”

The officers finally took hold of her arms.

“Ma’am, you are under arrest.”

She struggled violently.

“Let go of me!”

But they had already secured her wrists.

As they began leading her toward the door, she continued screaming.

“You think you have won, Amelia?!”

Her voice echoed through the mansion.

“This isn’t over!”

She twisted to glare at Charles.

“And you! You will regret this!”

Charles looked away.

Then she spat her final curse.

“All of you will regret this!”

The officers dragged her outside despite her resistance.

Her shouting slowly faded as the door closed behind them.

And suddenly—

The mansion became silent again.

Heavy.

Still.

Everyone stood frozen where they were, trying to process what had just happened.