The Heiress They Couldn't Break novel Chapter 126

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Jeremy stood there with his arms crossed, laying into the others without a shred of

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mercy.

Nobody dared talk back, and every word he threw out landed hard, leaving Maxwell clenching his jaw while swallowing the shame and anger.

It was humiliating and absolutely maddening.

Amelia hadn’t seen this coming. This guy is usually so cool and quiet. He’s the type who never bothers with petty stuff. And now, he’s actually standing up for me?

He even dropped his usual detached act just to defend me?

For some reason, it made her chest feel oddly warm.

Even the CEO, who almost never stepped into personal drama, had taken her side. That meant she couldn’t stay quiet either.

She shot Gianna a sharp, cold stare and said flatly, “I know you’re jealous of me. I know you’re always twisting things to make yourself look good, but I saw what you just pulled.

“You messed up the gown I prepared for the second round on stage. You really thought I wouldn’t find out?”

The second Amelia said it, Gianna’s whole body went rigid, like something had grabbed her heart in a fist.

Her eyes narrowed, and sweat started forming on her back.

How?

I carefully chose that spot as a safe zone, making sure it was a blind angle for the live feed.

After that last fiasco where her attempt to shove Amelia off a cliff had been caught on camera, she’d been so careful this time.

I checked every angle and rehearsed every detail, making sure I wouldn’t leave a trace.

So how did Amelia figure it out?

“Amelia, you can’t just accuse me like that! You already got first place, so why are you still coming after me and picking on me?”

Even though Gianna was panicking inside, her real skill had always been faking.

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She instantly put on the “I’m innocent, you’re just picking on me because you won” act, almost making Amelia laugh.

“Amelia, just because you got the top prize doesn’t mean you get to accuse Gianna of things. What’s your deal?”

True or not, Maxwell automatically sided with Gianna, doubting Amelia.

It was like he’d completely forgotten who his real sister even was.

Amelia had already stopped caring about this family, so she didn’t feel sad at all.

But before she could fire back, Patience and Rocky showed up. Rocky spoke first.

“It’s obvious someone tampered with Amelia’s dress. You’re a stylist. I’m sure you can tell just by looking.”

Then he shoved the ruined gown into Maxwell’s hands.

Maxwell’s face shifted the moment he looked it over.

There was no question–it had been ruined on purpose.

“Hmph. Gianna, that’s low, seriously low. Knowing you couldn’t beat her, you went and

sabotaged her dress? You didn’t even trust Maxwell to help you win?”

Patience, who used to manage Gianna and knew exactly how her mind worked, hit her with words that cut deep.

Sure enough, Maxwell’s expression darkened, suspicion flickering in his

Is that why Gianna didn’t listen to me? Is that why she kept ignoring my plans?

Because she doesn’t believe in me?

eyes.

“No! Maxwell, how can you believe them? They’re trying to turn you against me!” Gianna cried out, furious and panicked, finally realizing she’d lost control,

She’d always been the one causing rifts between Amelia and the Nygards, between Patience and Maxwell.

Now the tables were turned, and she was shaking with rage, her tears for once not faked.

“Patience, don’t bother arguing with her. People like that only admit the truth when it’s shoved

in their face,

Amelia, losing her patience, stepped right up to Gianna with a small, mocking smile.

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