Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 341

The person in the car was Amelia's assistant, Angela.

"Mr. Hart?"

Angela sized up Lucian, who looked like a beggar. A flash of disgust crossed her face before she quickly concealed it.

"Who are you?" Lucian took a wary step back.

"I'm here to help you."

Angela tossed him a thick envelope. "Get in. Miss Cross has prepared a welcome dinner for you, and… the means for your revenge."

At the word "revenge," Lucian stopped hesitating. He grabbed his bag and got into the car.

***

Half an hour later, in a high-end apartment.

Lucian was devouring the takeout on the table. Even if it was just a standard gourmet meal box, to him, it was a delicacy he hadn't tasted in a long time.

Amelia sat on the sofa across from him, trimming the stems of some flowers.

"Eat slowly, young Mr. Hart."

Amelia's voice was as gentle as a caring older sister's. "No one's going to fight you for it."

"Why are you helping me?" Lucian asked through a mouthful of food.

"Because we have a common enemy."

Amelia put down the shears, took out a stack of photos, and tossed them onto the table.

They were all of Grace.

There were pictures of her in a meeting at the Clarke family's company, of her holding hands with Damien while shopping, and of her standing confidently on a stage accepting an award.

In every single one, her smile was radiant and full of happiness.

"Look at her."

Amelia's voice was seductive. "The Grace of today is the most respected woman in all of Jarrow City. She lives in a mansion worth hundreds of millions, is chauffeured around in luxury cars worth tens of millions, and can decide someone's fate with the snap of her fingers."

"And you?"

"Because of her, you went to prison, ate slop, and slept on a concrete floor. To plead for you, your father got on his knees in public and was humiliated by everyone."

"Young Mr. Hart, do you think that's fair?"

"Bang!"

Lucian slammed his fist on the table, his eyes bloodshot.

"That ungrateful snake! That backstabbing traitor!"

A satisfied smile crept onto Amelia's lips.

"This key is for this apartment. There's five hundred thousand dollars in cash in the closet."

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