Love Me Back (Amelia and Daniel) novel Chapter 340

Amelia kicked over the chair beside her. “Did I do anything to you? Can you honestly say you had nothing to do with Ruby’s disappearance yesterday?”

Mogan’s face was unreadable. “Got any proof? Yesterday, I just happened to find a lost kid. Didn’t know she was your daughter. I was being decent—bought her something to eat, took her back into town. If you don’t want to thank me, fine, but don’t turn around and blame me.”

Violet looked surprised, her big, glistening eyes lifting to Amelia with concern. “What happened to Ruby? Is she alright?”

Amelia’s fury shot straight to her head. She couldn’t hold back her explosive temper and kicked Daniel hard in the shin. “Still haven’t found anything? What do you pay all those men under you for—twiddling their thumbs?”

Daniel didn’t dodge, just took the blow.

He deserved it. Two kidnappers had vanished into the woods without a trace, and he hadn’t managed to find a single lead.

Ruby’s statement could prove she’d run into Mogan, but it couldn’t tie him to the kidnappers.

Mogan was already prepared with a flawless excuse. “Made plans with some friends to go hunting out in the woods. Didn’t expect to stumble on a lost kid. If I’d known she’d bring me this much trouble, I would’ve just left her there.”

Amelia spun on her heel, stomped into the kitchen, and reemerged gripping a kitchen knife. Daniel’s temple gave a sharp twitch; he quickly snatched the knife from her hand and tossed it in the trash. “For God’s sake, Amelia, don’t scare me like that.”

Amelia, like an angry little wildcat, lunged for Mogan, but Daniel wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her back. “Let me do it. I’ll beat him up for you, okay?”

In her twenty years, Amelia had rarely been this unhinged. She shouted, “Mogan, you do things and won’t own up? What kind of man are you? If you’re so tough, come at me, not a child. What kind of monster hurts a little girl? Are you Violet’s lapdog? No, calling you a dog is an insult to dogs. You’re lower than an animal!”

Mogan had never been spoken to like this before; his face shifted from pale to livid. “Amelia, don’t think I won’t do something about you!”

“Enough!” Daniel’s voice was cold, aimed at Mogan. “None of us have kids—we can’t begin to imagine what she felt when Ruby went missing. Her reaction is understandable. You’re a grown man, why stoop to bickering with her?”

He pulled Amelia into his arms, his large hand pressing gently on her head, trying to calm her. “Take it easy. You need to breathe.”

Amelia slowly calmed down, surrounded by the cool scent of cedar.

She’d lost control.

When it came to Ruby, she could never keep her composure.

“This is just the beginning. As long as I’m Mrs. Campbell, I’ll keep an eye on every cent Daniel spends. You won’t get a penny through him, not while I’m here.”

Violet lifted her head, stung and humiliated, but not a word came out.

Amelia turned to leave, but Violet suddenly kicked a wooden box at her. The box caught Amelia’s foot, and she stumbled forward.

“Careful!”

Daniel darted over, but Amelia was quick—she caught herself on the edge of a cabinet.

Her cropped top rode up as she braced herself, exposing a pale strip of waist. Right in the center of her lower back was a faint, crescent-shaped birthmark.

Out of the corner of his eye, Mogan caught sight of it—and froze.

How could Amelia have a crescent-shaped birthmark on her back too?