Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 383

Very likely!

Wasn’t Emma terrified of the idea of her and Finnian remarrying? If she got involved with Hogan, there’d be no way she and Finnian could ever be together again. That woman was truly vicious.

But it was hard to tell whether the suggestion came from Emma or Liliana.

“Amara, why are you so quiet?”

Emma noticed Amara standing on the balcony, staring at her with a cold, unsettling gaze. The chill in that look made Emma’s skin prickle. She strode over and jabbed a finger in Amara’s face. “Cat got your tongue? Or are you just too ashamed to speak, knowing how shameless you’ve been?”

“Shut your mouth.” Amara’s voice was icy. “Don’t think I don’t know exactly what you’re plotting.”

Emma paused for a second, but quickly recovered—she’d weathered bigger storms than this. In her mind, Amara was just a girl in her twenties, nothing worth fearing.

She sneered. “Of course you know what I’m thinking. It’s not hard to guess. I’m just wondering how someone can be so brazen, always clinging to the Everly family like some parasite. Were you born this shameless?”

“I think you’re the one who was born that way.” Amara shot back without hesitation. “You’re rude and petty by nature, and instead of doing anything decent with your life, you spend your days scheming and making trouble. It’s no wonder your own family can’t stand you!”

The words hit Emma like a punch to the chest. She’d been married to Andrew for years, but never once had she been treated with respect or affection as a wife.

When her son was little, he’d always stayed close, desperate for her care and attention. Now even he had grown distant.

If he had gone through with it—and Finnian found out… The thought made a cold sweat break out down Hogan’s spine.

“Hogan, you’re awake,” Emma said, her eyes flickering with unease before she quickly masked it with a harsh tone. “Do you know what just happened? Amara tried to seduce you—this little tramp isn’t satisfied with Finnian, now she’s after you—”

“Aunt Emma, that’s enough!” Hogan cut her off sharply.

He’d never liked this aunt of his. Even if most of what had just happened was a blur, he could see that his clothes were untouched while Amara’s neckline was torn and she looked shaken—it was obvious who the real victim was here.

He might have had his issues with Amara, but he wasn’t blind or stupid. The truth of what had just happened was staring him in the face.