Chapter 219: Eradicate Completely
The first time, no one answered.
Amelia wouldn't give up and kept calling.
The second time, still no answer.
Amelia still wouldn't give up and kept calling over and over again.
Deep down, she knew very clearly that Uri was her last hope to continue being admired in Imperial City.
Only he could possibly suppress all of this.
Even if he couldn't suppress it, as long as Uri loved her and didn't mind, she could continue to show off openly in Imperial City.
With the Smith Family's status in Imperial City, no one would dare disrespect her or gossip about her.
But once she lost Uri—
She would have nothing.
She had just enjoyed being the center of attention again today. This was the life she deserved.
She couldn't lose it.
Amelia was grasping at her last straw.
She didn't know how many times she called, but she kept calling until someone finally answered.
As soon as the video call connected, Amelia's tears immediately burst out. Crying, she said, "Uri, you finally answered my call—"
"Amelia, from now on, stop looking for me. We're impossible."
The feeling Uri gave Amelia was that he had made this decision with great difficulty.
"No, Uri, no. I was set up by James. He's doing this to get back at me because I only have you in my heart and won't accept him."
Amelia cried pitifully, "Uri, you love me so much, you'll forgive me, right? You're all I have left, don't leave me!"
Watching Amelia cry, Uri's expression became more pained, his face full of struggle. "Amelia, I do love you. But after what happened at today's party, no matter how much I love you or want to marry you, the Smith Family can never accept you as my wife. You understand, right?"
So it was James who pulled her down from the top and threw her hard to the ground.
She should hate James.
It was James who shattered her dream.
She should go get revenge on James!
"Uri—"
Amelia wanted to say more, but Uri was too lazy to keep pretending and hung up on her.
The stage had been set for her, just waiting for her to go get revenge on James.
Amelia called again, but the phone was already turned off.
She gripped her phone tightly.
No!
Uri wouldn't!
He loved her so much!
He said that only because he couldn't accept it right away.
Yes!
It must be that!
As long as she could see Uri, she could definitely make him forgive her.
Yes, she had to see Uri. She had to go back to Marigoldia to find him.
Amelia pulled open the lounge door and rushed out.
The bodyguards were nowhere to be seen. Amelia didn't have time to think about it. Not daring to use the main entrance for fear of media waiting outside, she quietly left through the side door.
She didn't expect that as soon as she left the hotel's side door, she would be knocked out and dragged into a car.
After Amelia was dragged into the car, the bodyguard emerged from the shadows and called Uri. "Mr. Smith, she's been taken away."
Uri hung up the phone, his lips curling into an extremely cold smile.
When people are pushed to the edge, they'll do anything!
...
Silver Oak Manor
Mia was in a good mood today, and James successfully stayed the night.
The next day was the weekend, and they didn't go out.
As night fell, the two sat at the dining table eating dinner when James suddenly asked, "What's the date today?"
Mia was eating meat and didn't look at him, replying casually, "Check your phone yourself."
Seeing that Mia didn't want to talk to him, James could only pretend to pull out his phone and look at it.
Putting down his phone, he looked at Mia again and said, "It's the 22nd."
He deliberately emphasized the number 22!
Obviously reminding her.
Mia's signal tower seemed to be turned off. Even though he emphasized it so seriously, she just casually responded, "Okay."
Her face clearly saying: The 22nd is the 22nd. As a working person, she didn't need to know the date, just what day of the week it was.
James had already hinted this much, but Mia showed no special reaction.
He could only quietly look away and eat his meal.
The food became tasteless.
His handsome face couldn't hide his disappointment.
His gaze always had a strong presence—it was obvious both when it landed on her and when it moved away.
After making sure James's gaze had moved away, Mia looked up inconspicuously and glanced at him.
Seeing him looking gloomy and disappointed, the corners of her lips curved up almost imperceptibly.
But quickly, she hid it and continued eating seriously.
After dinner, Mia helped him clean up the kitchen together.
Unusually, Mia didn't tell him to leave. James took off his apron and said, "I'm going home."
"Okay."
Mia's attitude was neither cold nor warm.
Taking off her apron without looking at him, she walked straight toward the study.
James had just reached the entrance. He was being stubborn.
But he didn't expect that even though he was so obviously unhappy, Mia would just ignore it.
She didn't even ask if he was okay.
Standing at the entrance, James's gaze fell gloomily on Mia's back.
"I'm not leaving!"
James was extremely frustrated.
He pulled back his step, closed the door, kicked off his shoes, put on slippers, and strode toward Mia.
Hugging her from behind like a giant dog, he buried his handsome face in her neck, rubbing against it. "I'm not leaving tonight."
Mia let James hold her and act cute, softly responding, "Okay."
At this moment, James really was like a child throwing a tantrum with an adult.
It was quite interesting to see this side of him for once.
The night grew quiet.
James held Mia. Tomorrow was Monday, so he didn't bother her, just held her from behind.
Mia leaned in his arms. He had been sulking all evening.
In the darkened room, there was no need to hide emotions anymore.
Thinking about how he said he wasn't leaving, then followed her to the study, occasionally glancing at her with resentful eyes.
Mia couldn't help but smile slightly, soothingly covering his hand around her waist and gently squeezing it.
Just this small gesture, and the frustration in James's heart seemed to suddenly disappear.
In front of her, he seemed to have no temper at all.
He was clearly quite upset, but with just this small gesture from her, it all vanished.
James held her hand in return, gently pinching her fingertips.
Lowering his head, he kissed the top of her head.
In the darkness, looking down, his eyes were tender.
Forget it. If she forgot, she forgot.
...
When Amelia woke up again, she found herself by the sea, lying on a rock.
"Awake?"
A creepy voice sounded above Amelia's head.
This voice wasn't unfamiliar to her.
It was the middle-aged man who had helped her smuggle across before.
Amelia had just woken up and her brain wasn't fully clear yet.
Seeing him, her eyes lit up.
She was just looking for him.
She didn't know if James had planted people at the airport to stop her. She didn't dare take the chance.
To get to Marigoldia, smuggling was the safest option.
"Take me to Marigoldia, and I'll let you have me. You know I have lots of tricks."
"You had a great time last time, right? This time, I can play even more games with you."
The cover of night prevented Amelia from noticing Roy's wrong expression.
She was too eager to get to Marigoldia and overlooked many things.
Seeing Roy didn't respond, Amelia raised the stakes. "As long as you can get me to Marigoldia, not only will I let you have me, but I'll also give you an extra five hundred thousand dollars!"
As she spoke, Amelia threw herself at him.
Thinking she'd let him sample the goods first, like last time.
Things had already come to this point—Amelia couldn't worry about so much anymore.
She was actually very anxious inside.
This was her last chance.
Uri's words made her very uneasy.
She didn't want to be mocked by those people she looked down on anymore.
As long as she got to Marigoldia and saw Uri, she was confident she could make him change his mind.
As long as Uri changed his mind, she would have everything.
"Bitch!"
Roy's anger had reached its peak. He lifted his leg and kicked hard, landing a heavy blow on Amelia's chest, kicking her away.