They knew Emma well. She would never let this failure stand.
“Of course,” Emma snapped. “Wait for my orders.” She would definitely go after Amara again, but not right away. Her relationship with Finnian was in tatters; she had to find a way to mend things with her son first.
As she plotted, a cunning glint appeared in her eyes.
Having decided to settle in Wye, Amara’s first priority was to buy a house. She hired a real estate agent, giving him a clear set of requirements: a small villa in the city center, not too large, with four bedrooms, two living rooms, and preferably a small garden for flowers and maybe a pet.
The agent was efficient. Just a few days later, he called to say he had found a property for sale in a prime neighborhood that perfectly matched her criteria. The owner had left the keys with him, so they could view it anytime. Amara agreed to see it right away.
She met the agent at the entrance to the community and took a moment to look around. The villas had been built a couple of years ago, with beautifully manicured lawns, wide, clean roads, and a classic European architectural style. Everything looked pristine.
The sight of Emma made her face darken. The memory of the kidnapping and the image of Finnian’s injuries fueled a deep-seated hatred for the woman. But what were Emma and Liliana doing in this neighborhood? Were they visiting someone?
Emma saw her at the same time, and her face contorted with fury. She leaned over and whispered something to Liliana, who glanced at Amara before nodding and heading toward a nearby car. Emma, clutching her handbag, began walking straight toward Amara.
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