Not to be anyone's concubine 2

Bella Lee's every word was like an arrow piercing through Amelia Wilson's heart.

How ludicrous, who did she think she, Amelia Wilson was? A small-time actress who pays for roles to climb the ranks?

"Madam Campbell, you really think highly of me. If I were capable of such scheming against you, you would never have been able to marry Henry Campbell in the first place," Amelia Wilson, with five fiery red finger marks on her face, said calmly to Bella Lee, "I'm laying it out here today; I'm not interested in your domestic troubles, nor do I have any interest in being someone's concubine. Even without much to my name, I still have a decent enough face that marrying an unmarried man shouldn't be a problem. So, rest easy, Madam Campbell; spare yourself the worry."