**Chapter 387: The Unexpected Fangirl**
Gianna quickly offered an apology, her expression a blend of sweetness and guilt, as if she genuinely regretted her earlier words.
Yet beneath her contrite facade, a torrent of curses flowed towards Miguel for being an unexpected thorn in her side.
She had never anticipated that he would suddenly display some semblance of intelligence and begin to grasp the underlying motives behind her actions.
Miguel, however, was captivated by the sincerity radiating from Gianna. The doubts that had once clouded his mind began to dissipate like morning fog under the sun’s warm embrace.
He found himself thinking, *I should have had more faith in Gianna. She didn’t grow up among us; naturally, she wouldn’t know every intricate detail of our past.*
Brielle, despite her proud and spoiled demeanor, was far from foolish.
Seizing on Miguel’s uncertainty, she wasted no time in reiterating it to Whitney.
“In the end,” she said with a hint of mischief in her voice, “who really knows if Amelia was genuinely missing or if she simply ran away? After all, she left home when she was still just a teenager.”
In the upper echelons of society, the disappearance of an heiress for years on end was a scandalous affair.
Speculations ran rampant about her whereabouts and the life she might have led during her absence.
People preferred to label her as ‘missing’—it sounded far more palatable than the truth. But what if she had merely escaped to join a dubious crowd?
What if she had indulged in relationships with numerous men, shattering the image of the innocent heiress everyone believed her to be?
Brielle delivered her words with a mocking expression, dripping with disdain. Gianna, however, felt a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins.
Finally, this arrogant girl, who believed the universe revolved around her, had done something of value!
“Yes, keep it coming,” Gianna thought, relishing the moment. “Make Whitney despise Amelia even more.”
If that happened, Amelia’s chances of marrying into the Curran family would dwindle significantly.
Gianna turned her gaze towards Whitney, eager to gauge her reaction. She noticed the tightness in Whitney’s brows, the unmistakable signs of displeasure etched on her face.
Both Gianna and Brielle leaned in, anticipation buzzing in the air, while even Sabrina couldn’t resist the urge to see how Whitney would respond.
Jeremy, who had been observing this dramatic exchange unfold like a well-scripted play, understood the motives behind their words all too well.
He was determined to ensure that his mother didn’t misinterpret the situation or shift blame onto Amelia. He felt ready to step in and defend her honor.
But before he could voice his thoughts, Whitney beat him to it.
“Amelia… You’re Amelia, right?”


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