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Amelia has slaved her whole life, working multiple jobs to help support her poor husband Caleb― only to discover he is a millionaire! 

When confronted, Caleb feels no guilt. He divorces her immediately to pursue his true love, leaving her with nothing to her name.

“Kelsie is the woman that I love, the woman who truly deserves to be by my side,” Caleb said. “Now, sign the papers and I can end this farce of a marriage.” 

But thankfully, fate has yet to close all its doors on her. 

The messy breakup has led Amelia to meet the elusive Matteo Montgomery, the mysterious owner of X’el International Inc., and even though Amelia could have sworn that this is the first time they have ever met, Matteo seemed to hold more interest in her than ordinary.

With her divorce finalized, Matteo’s courtship quickly grows more extravagant. He offers her everything, from a job as his secretary, a new penthouse apartment, and a permanent home in his heart.

But just as Amelia’s heart begins to open up to Matteo’s sincerity, Caleb comes crawling back, determined to ruin her life.

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“Oh?” Matteo asked, and Amelia caught a hint of amusement in his voice. “Then pray tell, what did we converse about?”

Amelia swallowed. Good heavens, he was so close. She could barely even breathe, afraid that every movement she made would just amplify how loud her heartbeat was. It was racing like a bullet train at this point, and she felt it clog at her throat, refusing her a chance to speak.

“I… I…I―”

“I have no girlfriend, Amelia,” Matteo said. “And before you overthink, I do not have a wife in secret either.” 

His fingers didn’t let go of her wrist, and instead, it even tightened its grip. It wasn’t painful in the slightest, but it sent surges of electricity rushing through her body as though she had been struck by lightning in the most thrilling of ways.

A coy smile curved his lips, and he leaned in just the slightest. His lips were now a hair’s breadth away from hers, and Amelia instinctively held her breath.

“Unless, perhaps you would like to volunteer?”

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"I…" Amelia trailed off. "I never knew," she admitted.

"Yeah, we figured," Ronan replied, rubbing the back of his neck. "When you first joined us, it seemed like you didn't even remember him. I thought maybe it was because the ordeal happened so long ago― it had to be at least two decades back, right? But then we realized it's more than that."

"I don't remember this one bit," Amelia said.

If it was something so intense as calling the cops and attempting to rescue a fellow kidnapped child, Amelia doubted she would forget such a thing even if she was a child when it happened. That would've been a core memory growing up.

"Your brain might've rejected and erased the memory," Ronan said. "It's not impossible― fairly common, even. It might've been such a traumatic memory that you just forgot about it naturally."

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