When the Dead Still Call novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302: For Show

“Just focus on your training and deal with this,” Amelia said firmly, her voice carrying an undeniable authority that instantly shut down the conversation. No one dared to challenge her or bring the topic up again.

Even Quilla and the other trainees fell silent, and Brielle reluctantly dropped the matter. Off to the side, Gianna—the one who had initially stirred the pot—decided it was smarter to keep her mouth shut for the time being. She kept stealing cautious glances at Amelia, trying to decipher what lay beneath that calm exterior. Was this woman truly composed, or was she merely putting on a poised front?

Gianna’s mind raced. If her own fiancé had pursued someone else, she would be boiling with anger and humiliation. If Vincent ever did something like that, she was certain she’d lose control entirely. Yet Amelia showed no sign of distress, no flicker of emotion that betrayed even the slightest crack in her composure.

The more Gianna pondered it, the more unnatural Amelia’s calm seemed—like a perfectly maintained mask. Not a single tremor or hesitation.

Class went on, but Gianna’s attention drifted away from the lesson. Instead, she kept sneaking looks at Amelia, searching for any hint of reaction or vulnerability. Meanwhile, Amelia sparred lightly with Quilla, sharing insights and advice as if nothing had happened earlier.

When the session ended, Gianna deliberately slowed her pace to walk alongside Amelia. Casual as if they were just chatting, she dropped the question. “Ms. Amelia, you really don’t care that Jeremy joined that reality show for another woman?”

Amelia stopped and turned to face her, eyes steady and calm. “Getting too involved in other people’s business and gossip never ends well,” she said quietly, then walked away without another word or glance back.

Gianna froze in place, a sudden chill running down her spine. She couldn’t explain why, but Amelia’s serene presence now felt sharp and intimidating—like a quiet storm lurking beneath the surface.

“Tch. Acting all high and mighty,” Gianna muttered under her breath, trying to mask the unease she felt as she walked away.

—

Later, in the quiet suburban villa, Gianna approached her mother with a new determination. “Mom, can you teach me more about herbs over the next few days?” she asked eagerly. “And could you show me the cultivation methods and how to create new, practical potions?”

The reality show was set to air early next month, and Gianna knew she had to be fully prepared. The entire concept revolved around herbal science and the cultivation of medicinal plants. If she could stand out by demonstrating skill and knowledge, she could easily capture everyone’s attention.

Her plan was to memorize her mother’s unique herbal lore and cultivation techniques, so she could explain them naturally on camera and impress the audience. After all, this was her major. She admitted she was a bit rusty, but she was confident she could pick it back up quickly.

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