Amelia walked to the nearest bus stop and flagged down a cab back to the villa.
She slumped into the backseat, her mood at rock bottom.
Dr. Borgen probably never wanted to see her again. And honestly, she couldn’t blame him. She’d brought this all on herself.
Trying to shake off the gloom, Amelia pulled out her phone. Six missed calls—every single one from Diana.
Of course her phone was on silent. She hadn’t noticed a thing.
She called Diana back right away. Diana picked up at lightning speed.
“Amelia! Are you okay? Did that witch Caroline hit you again? If she does, you better fight back, you hear me? If you can’t win, scream your head off, throw yourself on the ground, make a scene—let someone call the cops! Don’t just stand there and take it!” Diana rattled off, half furious, half exasperated, as if Amelia’s patience was a personal insult.
Amelia tried to answer, “I—”
But Diana was on a roll, not giving her a single chance to speak.
“Caroline is finished. No one messes with my best friend and gets away with it. She lays a finger on you, I’ll make sure her life turns into a living hell!”
Amelia could only sigh.
Diana was so dramatic sometimes.
In the background, she heard Diana’s manager groaning, “I’m begging you, can you stop with the over-the-top lines? You sound like a soap opera villain. No wonder people online call you the Cheesy Queen.”
Diana sniffed, totally unfazed. “Queen or not, I’m still a queen!”
That made Amelia laugh, despite everything.
Sometimes she really did envy Diana—so bold and reckless and endlessly full of life.
“Diana, I’m okay. I fought back, actually. I’m already on my way home.” She didn’t mention running into Ryan—just thinking about him gave her chills. She’d rather pretend he didn’t exist.
But judging by Diana’s reaction, she clearly had no idea either.
Now Amelia was just confused.
“Amelia, you remember the Salmeron family? They funded Caroline’s little gaming company.”
“I vaguely remember.”
Caroline had started the company the same year Amelia had her baby—five years ago.
Diana snorted. “Gaming companies eat money for breakfast. Caroline’s released a couple of games, and sure, they looked okay, but overall? The company’s been bleeding money. If it wasn’t for the Salmeron family bailing her out, it would’ve gone under ages ago.
Now, get this: Aurora Games—the biggest international gaming company—is planning to break into the domestic market this year. Caroline spent a fortune greasing palms to get their people to visit her office today. She was desperate for a partnership. But guess what happened?”
Diana was practically giggling now. “Caroline totally screwed herself. She sent that secret video she took of you to John, the head of Aurora Games. He was so put off by her, he blacklisted her company on the spot.”

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