Hiding in the Devil's Bed (by Malea Cox) novel Chapter 63

Aher being away from the office for two days, a mountain of work had piled up. Aaron watched the newly reinstated Amelia with gratitude, expert rushing about to help wherever he could.

Junella took the opportunity to delegate her gift shopping task to him. “Aston, could you help me pick up some pregnancy essentials and prenatal vitamins?

Aaron’s face it up instantly “Really, Mrs. Kingsley?” He wondered, ‘Mis. Kingsley is pregnant This is incredible news. Mr. Kingsley is going to be a father

“Don’t worry, I’m very understanding. Buy the best, most expensive things you can find.” Amelia waved a dismissive hand, feigning magnanimity. She could handle one woman who might be carrying Landor’s child, heck, and she could harelle three

After all, being Landon’s wife was a job in itself, one that paid a cool two million dollars a day. She’d not only visit Landon’s mistress; she’d also be her personal maid for the rest of her life at that rate.

“Yes, Mrs. Kingsley, I’ll get right on it. You take care, Mrs. Kingsley, and I’ll try to lighten your workload from now on.” After saying that, Aaron hurried out.

Amelia stared after him, dumbfounded. ‘Wait, does Aaron think I’m the one who’s pregnant? This is getting ridiculous! Then, another thought struck her. “Wait a minute Does Aaron even know about Landon’s other woman?‘

Amelia had to hand it to Landon, He’d kept this whole thing incredibly tight–lipped. The fact that he trusted her with this task spoke volumes about his confidence in her. And she certainly wasn’t going to let him down, especially with a two–million–dollar daily rate.

“Mrs. Kingsley, Mrs. Foster is here to see you,” her secretary announced through the intercom.

Amelia’s expression turned icy. She only knew one Mrs. Foster–Pamela, Zachary’s mother. After all this time since I came back, she’s finally decided to show her face?” she thought to herself with a sneer.

“Send her in,” Amelia said coldly.

“Yes, Mrs. Kingsley,” the secretary replied. A moment later, she ushered Pamela in

As always, Pamela exuded an air of arrogance. Clutching her Hermes bag, she stood with her chin held high, expecting Amelia to greet her first. But Amelia remained seated at her desk, her expression icy and silent.

The silence stretched, becoming increasingly awkward. Pamela cleared her throat. “Amy, long time no see. How have you been?”

“I’ve been great,” Amelia replied, her face radiant. And she truly was

Pamela thought, ‘Being a wealthy man’s wife really does make a difference. The finest clothes, the best food, everything top–notch. Even her demeanor has changed. Amelia used to be so meek around me, but now she carries herself like she’s the one in charge.”

“Amy, I truly never imagined things would escalate to this point between you and Zachary, I’ve always considered you like a daughter to me,” Pa. sighed theatrically, settling into a chair without waiting for an invitation,

“Mrs. Foster, did you come here for something specific?” Amelia asked, cutting straight to the chase.

Aflicker of awkwardness crossed Pamela’s face, “Well, I’ve already given Zachary a stem talking to about yesterday’s incident. I was hoping you could be the bigger person and, well, let it go.”

“I did let it go,” Amelia said with a chilling smile. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have walked out of that hotel room.”

“But you’ve ruined his career.” Pamela’s voice fose, her displeasure evident.

Amelia’s eyes lit up. “Oh Is he impotent now?”

“Bringing Matthew back would completely undermine Zachary, wouldn’t it?” Pamela asked, keeping her voice even despite the resentment simmering

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Chapter 63

beneath the surface,

Amelia’s eyebrows arched thoughtfully, Zachary had a younger half brother, Matthew faster, born out of wedlock. She’d met himat

life–a pleasant, unassuming young man.

Though Matthew was raised under Pamela’s name after coming back to the Foster family, he’d had a tough upbringing Ahar High school, he was shipped off to some faraway state to manage construction sites,

Only when Zachary officially took over the family business was Matthew allowed to return to forma

By then, Amelia’s life had taken a turn for the worse. The Fosters treated her like a pariah. Matthew, however, often brought her small gifts, offering a bit of comfort amidst the hostility.

On one occasion, Amelia had a raging lover in the middle of the night. Zachary was busy fooling around with Sandra, and in the end it was Matthew that rushed her to the hospital. And now, in this lifetime, he was back early.

“Amy, you need to stop Matthew from coming back” Pamela Insisted.

“Me?“Amelia scoffed. “What does your family drama have to do with me?”

Pamela’s face hardened. “You know exactly how Matthew ended up coming back.”

Amelia couldn’t help but laugh. All she did was give Zachary a good beating. She hadn’t even contacted Matthew. Suddenly, it dawned on ber–Landon must have been the one pulling the strings.

A wave of warmth washed over Amelia. Whether Landon did it to save face or genuinely for her sake, she was thrilled that Zachary was getting what he

deserved.

“Amy, Zachary is a man with big ambitions and a powerful ego. If you take away his inheritance, it would be like taking his life. Please, I’m begging you, for the sake of how I’ve treated you in the past… Pamela trailed off, waiting for a response from Amelia.

“Treated me well? Seriously?” Amelia retorted. “Every time I went to Foster Villa, you had me slaving away in the kitchen, doing all the dirty work, and then you’d criticize everything I did. Every time I gave you a git, you’d pick it apart. That’s your idea of treating me well?”

Pamela was speechless for a moment. “I was just trying to train you,” she stammered, regaining her composure. “To teach you how to be the lady of the

manor.”

“What kind of lady of the manor scrubs toilets, mops floors, and dees laundry?” Amelia shot back with a sneer. Her expression hardened. “Pamela, stop with the charade. I know you’ve always looked down on me. From the very beginning, the wife you had in mind for Zachary was her, not me.”

Pamela froze, the realization hitting her like a ton of bricks. Amelia knew everything.

“And another thing,” Amelia continued, her voice icy. “I haven’t used Kingsley Group to pressure Zachary, But since you brought it up. Fll make sure it happens.” She issued a command to her assistant. “From now on, Kingsley Group will cease all dealings with any party that collaborates

Fosters”

Pamela’s face was drained of color. She rose to her feet, staring at Amelia in disbelief. “How dare you?”

Amelia merely shrugged “I dare do anything. The Fosters and I… We’re long past the point of caring about each other.”

“But you and Zachary… You have feelings for each other, Pamela exclaimed.

Ameliascoffed, “Any feelings I had for him died the moment he tricked me onto that operating table. Now all that’s left is hate.”

Amelia’s words were like a slap in the face, shattering Pamela’s hopes. With a clenched jaw, she pulled out a heart–shaped red diamond pendant from her purse.

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