Love Me Back (Amelia and Daniel) novel Chapter 363

While tensions on this side of the room ran dangerously high, Daniel strolled over as if he were out for a leisurely walk. Moving at his own pace, he reached out and pulled Amelia to his side. "Why do you always have to get involved whenever there’s drama?"

Amelia shot him a look but didn’t respond.

Violet’s eyes filled with fresh tears the moment she spotted Daniel. Her voice trembled as she accused Amelia of being cruel, clearly hoping for Daniel’s sympathy.

Daniel, however, didn’t so much as twitch an eyebrow. His gaze was distant, as if none of this concerned him.

Mogan, exasperated, took a deep breath. "Daniel, if you don’t want to intervene, that’s fine. I’ll call the police and let them handle it."

Daniel finally spoke up. "Wait. Let me ask my wife first."

He turned to Amelia. "Did you hit her?"

Amelia, at least less shameless than Violet, hesitated, about to reply. But Daniel answered for her, "I knew you didn’t."

He looked back at Mogan, all propriety and seriousness. "Mr. White, we need evidence. Even if the police come, they’ll need proof. Everyone’s got a different story—let’s just check the security footage and settle this."

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat.

In the past, when Violet tried to frame her, Amelia had thought security cameras were a blessing—at least they didn’t take sides. But now, with the truth about to come out, the cameras felt like a noose. If she was going to be exposed anyway, maybe it was better to just confess than have her humiliation broadcast for all to see.

She opened her mouth, but Daniel cut her off again. "And what on earth are you wearing?"

Amelia glanced down at herself. A dress. What else?

"This color is hideous. Who picked it out?" Daniel nitpicked.

Robert spoke up, "I did. I think Amelia looks great in it."

Daniel scoffed, "You have terrible taste. She looks good because she’s got the looks for it. Has nothing to do with the dress."

Amelia couldn’t help but snap back, "You bought me a dress in almost the exact same color before. So are you insulting your own taste?"

Daniel gave a dismissive snort. "My pink is nothing like his pink. Mine’s way nicer."

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