The Heiress They Couldn't Break (Amelia) novel Chapter 410

**TITLE: Broken by Destiny by George Orwell**
**Chapter 410: A Mother’s Help**

Eating in the living room was hardly a scandalous affair. It was a casual setting, one where comfort reigned supreme, and even if she settled onto the couch with her meal, no one would dare to utter a word of disapproval.

Jeremy sat quietly, observing his mother as she flitted about, radiating warmth and affection. Yet, the more nurturing she seemed, the more a sense of unease crept into his heart. Something felt off—he couldn’t shake the nagging suspicion that she was scheming something significant, something that would change everything.

Feigning indifference, he focused on his plate, shoveling food into his mouth while simultaneously sending a quick message to Amelia, his mind racing with thoughts of her.

Just then, Whitney’s voice broke through the quiet, startling him. “Oh! I just remembered something about my idol. I really like Amelie. I’ve got an idea,” she said, her tone bright and animated.

Jeremy, who had been trying to tune her out, perked up at the mention of Amelia’s name. He straightened in his seat, his attention fully captured. “What about Amelia? What idea?” he asked, his curiosity piqued.

When it came to Amelia, he was all ears.

“I like her so much,” Whitney chirped, her enthusiasm palpable. “I’m thinking about making her my goddaughter. That way, we’d be closer!”

Jeremy’s brow furrowed in disbelief. “Goddaughter?” he echoed, a hint of skepticism lacing his voice. “That might be a little too close for comfort.”

His rejection was swift and resolute. There was no way he would allow his mother to claim Amelia in such a personal way. But why did it feel too close?

“Why not?” Whitney countered, her voice rising with excitement. “Amelia’s beautiful, sensible, and talented. What’s wrong with me wanting to take her under my wing as my goddaughter?”

In her mind, the decision was already made. Jeremy’s opinions were secondary; she was merely sharing her thoughts, not seeking his permission.

Yet, Jeremy’s response caught her off guard. “I only see Amelia as my future wife,” he stated matter-of-factly. “If you make her your goddaughter, wouldn’t that create a complicated mess?”

He continued, his tone even, “She’ll be your daughter-in-law one day anyway. Isn’t that close enough?”

His expression was unwavering; it was clear that his heart was set on Amelia, and there was no room for doubt in his mind.

People often say that mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law are destined to clash, but surely there were exceptions to that rule? If Amelia were to become Whitney’s goddaughter, wouldn’t that lead to chaos similar to what Gianna had caused in their family?

“Huh? You like Amelia? Since when?” Whitney’s eyes sparkled with newfound excitement, her surprise evident.

Jeremy was momentarily speechless. Was she genuinely asking?

At the conference, he had defended Amelia at every opportunity, standing up for her, protecting her time and again, and advocating on her behalf. Surely anyone with eyes could see the way he treated her—differently, uniquely.

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