Chapter 4

"For the sake of our future life of luxury, I still need you, Mrs. Delgado, to go and put in another word with the higher-ups for me."

"Derek Sanchez is a tough one to deal with. His ability speaks for itself, so I'll have to use some dirty tricks to get the deputy president position."

Only then did Amelia let go of her displeasure and turn to wrap her arms around him.

Hidden in the shadows, having overheard all of this, I felt tears wet my eyes.

I wasn't crying over that despicable man. I was crying over my mother.

So it turned out she hadn't died from a stroke and a fall down the stairs. She'd been murdered by the woman I now called my mother.

And I'd known nothing. When my father brought her home, I ran myself ragged for her, cared for my stepsister, and made sure she never suffered the slightest bit.

I wiped my tears away. This would be the last time I ever cried.

"Here. This card was meant for her, but go ahead and take it and spend to your heart's content!"

Amelia broke into a delighted smile, took the card that rightfully belonged to me, and pulled Spencer into the mall.

I didn't follow. Instead, I got in touch with an old classmate.

She was the famous Iron Lady of her firm's legal team, and she had never lost a case.

I asked her about a great many things and learned a lot about the laws and regulations.

It was very late when I got home, but Spencer popped up and hugged me from behind. "Honey, where have you been?"

"Coming home this late."

He carried Amelia's distinctive scent all over him, and it disgusted me so much that I shoved him away.

Spencer was utterly taken aback, then, flustered for a moment, came over to ask me again.

"Honey, what's the matter? Are you upset that I've been too busy to spend time with you?"

"I'm doing all of this for our future, but I know I still have to make time for my wife."

With that, he pulled out a set of keys and dangled them in front of me.

"Honey, tomorrow's your birthday, and I bought you the newest model of car."

"I even told everyone at the company to come to your birthday party. Even my boss is coming, and he's bringing his wife!"

So that was the real reason he'd bought me the car. He truly never stopped calculating me down to the last second.

I gave a bitter smile, and he mistook it for excitement.

"Honey, I've got it all planned out. Once I get this promotion, I'm definitely buying you a big house."

I didn't listen to any more of his nonsense. I just turned and went straight into the bathroom.

The enormous secret I'd heard today was almost too much to bear.

But I wouldn't be broken by it, because their downfall hadn't come yet.

The next day, Spencer hired a stylist to do my makeup and get me dressed up, and to build up his good-husband image he even brought in an influencer to run a livestream.

He hadn't looked down on me for my limp, and he'd even set himself rules about staying chaste and above reproach, which was exactly why outsiders saw him as the model husband.

Standing beside me, Amelia listened to everyone in the room praising me in envious admiration, and the hands she'd hidden behind her back clenched until the veins bulged with rage.

She fought hard to hold down the fire of her jealousy and squeezed a smile onto her face.

"Wow! My sister is so beautiful!"

"If my brother-in-law ever dares to do wrong by her, I'll take a knife and chop him to pieces."

The viewers on the livestream instantly heaped praise on Amelia, applauding her for repaying her older sister's kindness! After my makeup was done and I came out in a haute couture gown, everyone downstairs called out their congratulations to me.

I walked down with a smile and answered each of them in turn.

Amelia slipped over to Spencer's side without a sound and reached out to grab his thigh.

She signaled him with her eyes to follow her.

I'd noticed their little moves long ago, but I didn't stop them. I let them do as they pleased.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall, then opened the security feed on my phone.

I walked to a hidden corner and quietly watched to see what they were about to do.

Amelia tugged hard at Spencer's clothes, kissing him as she led him over to the very car that had been given to me.

"Why does she get to drive such a nice car? Why?"

"Amelia, stop it!"

"No, I want to do it with you in the car she hasn't even driven yet."

With that, she used every technique she'd ever learned in her life, leaving Spencer unable to refuse her.

Once their clothes were off, the two of them shut themselves inside my car and went at it to their hearts' content.

I closed out of the security feed, tapped through a few things on the screen, and locked the car doors completely.

I stepped outside. "Everyone, my husband asked me to bring you all over this way."

"He said he'd gotten me a mystery gift, and it needed everyone here as witnesses."

The VIP guests cheered at once and came along with me the whole way.

But just as we reached that mysterious gift, the car suddenly began to shake violently.

The wanton sounds, however faint, reached every single person's ears with perfect clarity.

"Holy crap! What the hell is going on?!"