Chapter 318 Infinite Hatred

Chapter 318 Infinite Hatred

Rhys looked at the contents and felt a jolt of alarm.

Seeing the others still talking over there, Rhys quietly slipped out.

Someone was waiting at the door, looking extremely anxious.

"Did you discover the truth?" Rhys asked right away. "Was it truly Isabella who shoved Ms. Martinez down the steps, leading to the loss of the baby?"
The assistant nodded, "It's confirmed. The video was released by a mysterious netizen, and there's this too."

The assistant handed the tablet to Rhys, showing him Idris's analysis.

At that moment, the people inside had also finished their discussion.

Amelia put away the various documents.

She nodded to York beside her, then looked toward the elderly couple.

After thinking for a moment, Amelia said to them, "Mr. Finn Brown, Mrs. Cleo Brown, take care."

Regardless, this time they had the opportunity to reclaim the Martinez family's belongings ahead of schedule, and Finn and Cleo had been instrumental in assisting them.
Finn and Cleo let out a long sigh. Finally, Cleo said: "Amelia, come over for dinner when you have time. Bring Briar with you."

After all, they had seen how sincerely Amelia had cared for them back then.

After a brief hesitation, Cleo looked over at York, who was standing off to the side, and added, "York, you should join us as well."
York held Amelia's hand and smiled. "Okay."

He just agreed. As for whether they'd go, and when, that was another matter.

With that, York held Amelia's hand as they walked out together.

William had been waiting for this moment.

The contract was signed.

The process was finalized.

This was his sincerity.

He was returning the Martinez family's things to her.

Could she return the person he loved to him?

Observing Amelia and York exit side by side, chatting quietly about some matter, they appeared completely at ease in each other's company.
William controlled his wheelchair and followed them.

In the long corridor, there were only a few of them.

Outside the window was a light blue sky with white clouds drifting by.

The weather was nice.

Amelia came to the elevator.

The elevator column in front of her was polished bright.

From this reflective surface, she could see William, seated in his wheelchair behind her, staring in her direction with eyes that were somewhat reddened.
Amelia lowered her eyes slightly, not looking at him, and pressed the down button for the elevator.

William behind her was about to call out to Amelia when Rhys hurried over.

The elevator doors opened.

Amelia and York stepped into the elevator, accompanied by Sable, and pushed the button for the ground floor.
Elsewhere, Rhys spoke to William with concern: "Mr. Brown, we've just received information that the events in the hospital hallway that day have another aspect to them."

Noticing William's preoccupation, Rhys went on: "On the day Ms. Martinez was shoved and lost her baby, Isabella carried it out by using you, Mr. Brown!"
"What?" William didn't immediately understand what Rhys meant.

"Take a look at this." Rhys promptly passed the tablet to William and played the segment from Idris's online broadcast.
William only glanced at the final image of Isabella pushing against his elbow, and his eyes turned red.

So that's what happened!

His heart raced with urgency.

William looked up, wanting to call out to Amelia.

But when he raised his head, he saw the elevator doors slowly closing.

"Amelia!"

William called out.

Just then, the elevator doors sealed shut. The digital display next to the lift started to count down as it went lower.
Inside the elevator.

Amelia looked at the tightly closed elevator doors in front of her.

The doors were polished very bright, reflecting their figures at this moment.

Her face was completely calm, while York was frowning as he looked at her.

She knew that York, like her, had also heard William's call just now.

But she didn't say anything.

York didn't say anything either.

Someone's phone was vibrating.

Amelia looked around and found that two phones were vibrating.

One was York's, one was Sable's.

They both held their phones, looking at each other in confusion.

Amelia looked over and noticed that the incoming call on York's phone showed William's name.
And on Sable's phone, the caller displayed was Jeffrey.

Amelia frowned slightly. What was happening?

Just then, Amelia's phone also started vibrating.

She took out her phone and saw an incoming call from Mia.

When she looked up, she saw her own confusion reflected in York's eyes.

The elevator rapidly descended toward the first floor.

Meanwhile, a second elevator was also descending, pursuing them toward the ground level.
Inside it were William and Rhys.

Once his call to York was declined, William tried phoning once more, yet again failed to connect.
In the other elevator.

Amelia answered Mia's call.

"Mia?" Amelia said. "What's wrong?"

"Amelia..." Mia was crying so hard she could barely breathe.

"Please don't cry, don't cry." Amelia became increasingly nervous, fearing that something might have happened to Mia or Dash.
She comforted her, "What happened? Tell me slowly, don't rush. Everything can be solved."

"It's not me, Amelia, it's you." Mia's heart ached terribly.

Even at this moment, Amelia was still worried about her, still comforting her.

"Amelia, that day in the stairwell, it wasn't an accident."

Mia said through her tears, "It was Isabella."

"It's my fault." Mia cried miserably. "I gave her the opportunity. I was so confused, only focused on fighting, that I didn't notice she used me to lure you to the stairwell, and then, and then..."

"Pushed you down the stairs."

Mia's crying came through the phone from far away.

Amelia stood frozen in place.

Her whole body felt cold.

Her other hand instinctively moved to shield her belly.
She had never dared to think back on what happened that day.

Yet now she was being informed that the entire situation had been planned in advance.
It wasn't an accident.

It was definitely not a sudden incident.

She wasn't smart enough to protect her child.

She was foolish...

Sable on the side had also listened to what Jeffrey said.

She now looked up toward Amelia.

York's phone was still vibrating. William's calls kept coming.

York glanced at Amelia. He had also heard what Mia said.

And at this moment, he only felt heartache.

"Amelia." He reached out, wanting to support her as she swayed.

But before he could touch her, the back of his hand was already wet with something.

York paused slightly, looked up, realizing it's Amelia's tears.

"Amelia..."

York's nose stung and his eyes grew moist as he extended his hand, wishing to brush the tears from her face.
But her tears couldn't be wiped away.

Her eyes were red and glassy, and tears continued streaming down her face.

The elevator reached the first floor.

Then the doors slowly opened.

Outside, there was a flow of people moving back and forth, each occupied with their own matters.
It seemed like a completely different world.

Amelia remained where she was. She stood motionless, pressing her fingernails into her palms until they drew blood, as an endless fury swelled within her.