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Chapter 48

Amelia's expression turned grim as she began to put on a show, pretending to struggle for breath. With a pitiful, weak expression, she turned to Janice. "Janice, I know you hate me, but you didn't have to instigate Mr. Moore to act like this. You're too much—" Edward's voice cut through her theatrics, calm and cold. "Harrison." The sudden movement of two bodyguards and Harrison rising from their seats startled Amelia so badly that she instinctively ducked behind Simon. "What are you doing?" she squeaked. Harrison's expression remained cold and unchanging. "If you don't need your eyes, then we might as well donate them to someone who does." As the men advanced with a chillingly intimidating air, Amelia let out an ear-piercing scream, her voice reverberating through the cabin like an alarm. "Is there no justice left? You all—" Her dramatic outburst drew alarmed frowns from the flight attendants, who quickly intervened, escorting her out of the first-class cabin and down to econom

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