The Heiress They Couldn't Break novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215 This Was Going To Blow Up

Even now, Gianna still thought her little act was foolproof.

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“You should probably see a psychiatrist if you’re that paranoid,” Amelia said dryly. “Seriously- get some real help.”

Amelia gave her a faint, pitying look.

A grown woman still playing out these tragic little dramas it must be exhausting.

Even if she isn’t tired of it, the audience sure is. Watching this drama over and over is just plain boring.

No wonder her acting never improved. Day after day, she keeps recycling the same old routine. Anyone would be sick of it by now.

Unfortunately, Gianna didn’t think she was the problem at all. Instead, she bristled at Amelia’s arrogance, her chest tight with anger.

Ever since Amelia gained the upper hand, she’s become impossibly sharp–tongued and infuriating!

But today, I’m not just here to play the pitiful victim.

In the next instant, she suddenly jerked backward with a loud, “Ah!”

She acted as if Amelia had pushed her, and her whole body toppled down the steps.

That bitch humiliated me in public, forced me to apologize like an idiot, and made me a laughingstock.

If I have to suffer, I’m damn well taking her down with me!

She’d rehearsed this scene countless times at home–every motion, every gasp, every facial expression polished to perfection.

She’d even gone so far as to use a signal jammer to block any nearby cameras, confident her plan was flawless.

The goal was simple: provoke Amelia until she snapped and pushed her, then make it look like

an assault.

If it worked, Amelia’s reputation would go up in flames.

Gianna felt almost giddy. Even if she got hurt, it would be worth it if she could ruin Amelia’s image.

She had mapped out every possible outcome–or so she thought.

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But instead of hitting the ground and breaking a bone like she’d planned, she suddenly found herself caught mid–fall.

At the last moment, Amelia had reached out and grabbed her.

“Are you okay? Seriously, what was that–trying to fall on purpose now?” Amelia’s tone was laced with mock concern.

“You little…” Gianna froze, utterly stunned. She hadn’t expected her to save her!

Amelia’s grip was strong, and Gianna tried to wrench herself free before anyone caught on, but no matter how she struggled, Amelia didn’t let go.

If this kept up, her entire plan would collapse.

Frustration burned hot in her chest.

“Fine,” Amelia said coolly. “If you’re so eager to get hurt, I’ll let you.”

And with that, she released her.

“Ah!” This time, Gianna got the fall she wanted–and then some.

She tumbled violently down the steps, pain shooting through her body until her eyes filled with

tears.

This wasn’t her usual fake crying–the pain was real.

She’d tried to angle her body to minimize injury, but being caught mid–fall had thrown off her balance, and she instinctively struggled.

She hadn’t expected Amelia to actually let go, and when she did, Gianna’s fall was harder, faster, and much more painful.

Her screams echoed, sharp and pitiful, as people rushed over.

When Gianna had first gone over to confront Amelia, the reporters had wanted to follow her.

They’d been ready to film everything, but Marcelo had stopped them.

He’d had a bad feeling the moment she acted on her own.

Whenever Gianna did something impulsive, disaster followed.

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