Chapter 48 Then Let Sterling Group Go Bankrupt
Gabriel looked down at Emily, his eyes filled with contempt. He knew her all too well. The Sterling Group was her greatest weakness.
He expected to see the color drain from her face, to witness sheer panic. But he saw nothing of
the sort.
Instead, Emily burst out laughing. In fact, she laughed so hard, tears began to fill her eyes.
She wiped a tear from the corner of her eye, and when she looked back at Gabriel, her gaze was sharp and clear. “Then let Sterling Group go bankrupt.‘
Gabriel’s smug expression vanished. He stood there stunned, and his mind turned blank.
He couldn’t make sense of what she had said.
Emily had to be bluffing.
But her eyes looked empty. There was no fight left. It was like she just didn’t care anymore.
In the end, Emily pushed past him and walked away, leaving him standing there alone.
For the first time, Gabriel felt a chilling sense that he was losing his grip on her, completely.
Back at Gabriel’s villa, Amelia walked out of the kitchen in a silk nightgown wearing a
concerned look.
Gabriel took off his tie and coldly said, “Don’t come here unless necessary.”
Amelia’s smile dropped. This wasn’t the welcome she’d imagined, and she quickly put on a sad look.
But Gabriel didn’t even glance her way. At that moment, he was suddenly sick of her constant acting.
He poured himself a drink and said, “I know you started those rumors at the hospital.” He swirled his drink and continued, “You can play your games, but don’t overstep my boundaries.
Amelia froze.
Gabriel knew? Then why had he gone along with it in front of everyone? Why had he let her play the fiancée?
Amelia composed herself and softly said, “Okay, Gabe. I understand.” Then, she carefully asked, “But… Is it true that Emily wants to divorce you?”
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The word “divorce” hit a nerve in Gabriel.
He slammed his glass down. “Who said I’m divorcing her?”
Gabriel’s roar made Amelia jump in shock.
She was confused. Didn’t Gabriel want a divorce?
Then what was all this? Was she just a prop to make Emily jealous?
The humiliation burned.
Yet, Gabriel simply ignored her and headed upstairs.
Amelia watched him go, seething on the inside.
That damn Emily! Just what did she do to Gabriel?
She sped away from the villa, furious. As she drove, a commotion outside a fancy club caught her eye.
Two bodyguards were throwing out a familiar guy.
It was Emily’s good–for–nothing brother, Cole.
He scrambled to his knees and grabbed a bodyguard’s leg. “Please, man! Just let me in! Please!
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Suddenly, a nasty idea clicked in Amelia’s mind as she watched this scene.
She parked her car in the shadows.
Emily might not be as untouchable or indifferent as she thought, and Amelia was curious to see if this only brother of hers would be her weakness.
She pulled out her phone and dialed a number she hadn’t called in years.
The call connected, and Amelia sweetly greeted, “Damien, it’s me! I need a favor. Help me out, and I’ll become Mrs. Holton soon. How would you like a piece of Holton Corporation?” A low, grating laugh came through the phone. “Alright.”
