Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 617

For years, she had yearned for her father’s love, but Larry had never given her any. That was why, in her despair, she had come to hate him—though it hadn't always been this way.

After hearing her words, Larry was left speechless. For a fleeting moment, his eyes grew moist.

So Fiona and Elowen had been bullying her all this time?

Once, Larry would never have believed such a thing. But now, with clear evidence that Elowen had scarred Amara’s face, any other bullying hardly seemed surprising.

The thought that Amara had lost her mother so young and then suffered so much injustice now left Larry, her own father, utterly at a loss. All he could feel was a deep, aching sorrow.

Amara brushed away her tears, unwilling to say anything more. She turned and walked away.

She didn’t plan to leave the Sullivan family home just yet; there were some things she needed to pack. She headed upstairs to her own room.

Footsteps followed her—Elowen had come after her, her tone icy and menacing. “Amara, how dare you hit me.”

Elowen had never been one to look at the big picture. In her mind, that slap was all that mattered. She pressed a hand to her still-burning cheek, glaring at Amara with bitter resentment.

Just then, Fiona caught up with them. Realizing things were quickly getting out of hand, she grabbed Elowen’s arm and whispered urgently, “Not now. Let’s go.”

But Elowen had always been headstrong. If she were the obedient type, she wouldn’t be in this situation in the first place. She refused to leave, staying rooted to the spot, her eyes filled with hatred for Amara.

Elowen was startled. Was it really such a serious matter? Suddenly, she didn’t dare say a word.

Seeing her reaction, Fiona understood immediately and snapped, “How could you be so stupid? Do you think airing your mother’s shame is going to do us any good? Now people are going to look down on us!”

Fiona was furious—she could hardly believe that someone as shrewd as herself could have such a foolish daughter.

Any dignity she’d once had in front of Amara was now completely gone.

Amara fixed Fiona with a steely gaze. Remembering the accusations Fiona had just hurled at her, she lowered her voice and said, “Don’t forget what you did to me. If you don’t want my father to find out about it, you’d better behave yourself. No more lies.”