The Billionaire's Twisted Betrayal

a prestigious charity event, filled with the wealthy and influential, and she felt like a fish

he turned to hand the drink to a passing waiter, her elbow accidentally knocked into a man standing n

Amelia exclaimed, her e

ned shirt with a mixture of annoyance and surprise. He sighed heavily an

said, his voice dripping with disd

ht of his words. She stammered, tryin

Let me get you a towel or something to clean it u

deeper on his face. He seemed uninterest

erson, the event manager rushed to his side "Find someone more competent to

wn, unable to meet Mr Anderson's gaze. "Why did it have to be Mr Sterling?" Mr. Anderson scolded as he led her to a corridor ju

entered the restroom to cle

r voice choked with emotion. "I know I made a mistake, but I have so much riding on t

ideration. "Amelia, I understand your situation, but Mr. Sterling insists o

. He froze, his thoughts momentarily shifting from his frustrations to Amelia's plea.

her voice quivering. "I promise to make it right, to compensate Mr

nto began to soften as he contemplated the magnitude of Amelia's circumstances.

ia, I can see how much this means to you. Let me speak with Mr. Sterlin

uggled with his decision. He knew he had the power to sway Mr. Anderson's judgment, but he

aching. Their eyes met briefly, but Ethan remained silent, his face a mixture of conflict

ged a worried glance with Mr. Anderson. "D

ems he has chosen not to insist on your removal. But Amelia, remember that this is your ch

r. Anderson. I won't let you down." As they parted ways,

g sure every detail was executed flawlessly. She diligently avoided any interaction wit

age the situation and prove her dedication despite the earlier mishap. However, thought

pital where her mother was admitted. The worry lines on her face deepened, b

in bed, frail. A sense of sadness and concern overwhelme

filled with both love and worry.

a hint of strength. "Amelia, my dear,

u too, Mom. I'm sorry it took me so long to come. W

, I can see the strain you're under. You're doing everything you can, but remem

se. And I want you to know that I'm doing everything I can to support us. The event wen

n you, my dear. You're strong, resilient, and capable. Don't

ns swelling within her. "Thank you, Mom. Your words me

tarily lighter. She drew strength from her mother's unwavering support, knowing t

, she quickly headed downstairs to sort out the balance

ce in the crowd. It was Ethan Sterling, impeccably dressed as always. Confusion and curio