The Heiress They Couldn't Break (Amelia and Jeremy) novel Chapter 545

Chapter 545 Dark Storms Brewing

“Amelia only ever shows a friendly face to that old hag at the Nygards—and to Thea.”

Regina couldn’t quite read her either. That little witch had shifted again.

She guessed, “She’s probably back to grab a bigger cut of the inheritance. Or maybe she wants to steal Marcelo’s CEO seat and take over the company.

“Then, we can’t let her control Nygard Group. That thing might still be there.”

Esmond’s face was ugly. He was still stewing over how that woman had humiliated him—telling him to get out in front of everyone.

“Whether it’s at Nygard Group or not, Amelia can’t be allowed to take control. If Nygard Group teams up with Curran Group, it’ll be disastrous for the Jordans.”

“Relax. I’m not going to let her have an easy time.”

As she said that, Regina’s gaze stuck to him-soft, hungry, clinging.

“Esmond … how’s that thing going? Didn’t you say you’d transfer all of Raymond’s assets-his shares, everything-over to me?”

She believed this man could make it happen.

Then, she could move into the Nygard Residence openly, walk into Nygard Group openly, and claim everything the Nygards owned as hers.

She’d been with Raymond for all these years-fake or not, what did it matter?

She’d spent her youth and her life on it.

So, inheriting everything he had was only fair.

Sure, watching Raymond die right in front of her that day had scared her-and for a moment, it had even felt surreal.

But life went on.

“Don’t worry. I’ve arranged everything. I can’t give you a title, but I’ll make sure you and Gianna are set for the rest of your lives.”

“You’re the best to me, Esmond.” Regina wrapped her arms around him, smiling.

This wasn’t like the act she’d put on for Raymond. This time, she genuinely wanted to cling to

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him-heart and soul.

“Keep an eye on Amelia. He and I both suspect Raymond gave that thing to her.”

The “he” Esmond meant was obviously the boss behind the curtain-the one who’d appeared that day. Now, their attention was fully locked on Amelia.

“Don’t worry. Even if you didn’t say it, I’d keep my eyes on her.”

A flicker of hatred-and something vicious-flashed through Regina’s eyes.

If that bitch hadn’t ruined her plans again and again, Raymond wouldn’t have taken that last reckless step-and died for it.

And she wouldn’t have been forced to expose Gianna’s identity so soon.

So, yes, she wanted Amelia dead.

After Raymond’s funeral, nothing settled back into calm.

Nygard Group’s internal mess still wasn’t handled, and the Nygards themselves were in complete chaos.

Raymond had died too suddenly-too many things were left unsaid.

And there was no clear will.

By rights, inheritance should’ve gone to the Nygard family members.

But that was the naive version of reality.

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Early that morning, at the Nygard Residence-

“What are you doing here? We already kicked you out of my dad’s funeral. You still won’t give up?”

Maxwell watched Gianna and Regina show up again-this time with luggage.

Don’t tell me they actually thought they could still live here.

“Did you two lose your memory? Gianna isn’t a Nygard. Even if she used to be the adopted daughter-so what?

“If the Nygards don’t want her, she gets tossed out like trash.”

Faced with that kind of ridicule, Gianna wasn’t about to keep playing the sweet, obedient little sister.

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She tore the mask off. “Since when does the dumbest person in this family get to speak?

“Let me tell you something-Raymond already transferred all his assets to my mom and me. Pack

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