Chapter 0167


    Chapter 0167


    “Simple?”


    Amelia had expected some sophisticated or underhanded tactic from Melissa, perhaps even


    something as low as stealing. But the reality…


    Late into the night, Amelia crouched at the stairway’s corner, surreptitiously watching the hitwoman


    stride confidently towards. Lucas’s room.


    Melissa, at least, had the courtesy to knock.


    An irritable voice emanated from within. Without a response,


    Melissa continued her knocking.


    “Who’s there?”


    Amelia watched from afar, her heart racing with anticipation for


    Melissa’s clever maneuver.


    As the door was forcefully yanked open, Melissa stepped aside, concealing herself against the


    wall.


    And in that split second as Lucas’s head peeked out to investigate


    the silent knocker…


    “Bang-”


    With swift and decisive force, Melissa’s punchnded squarely Lucas’s prideful nose.


    The sound, the impact… one could easily believe his nose was irreparably crushed.


    Witnessing Lucas crumple to the ground, his phone skittering across the floor, Melissa coolly picked


    it up and handed it to Amelia.


    Gazing upwards, Amelia was at a loss for words: “This… is your idea of simple?”


    Melissa seemed confused. “Isn’t it?”


    “Simple…” Amelia steadied herself against the wall, trembling as she took the phone. “Too simple.”


    Not just simple, but brutally so.


    Dragging the unconscious Lucas back to his bedroom, Amelia pondered the password.


    “There should be a fingerprint lock.


    She knelt beside Lucas, trying each of his fingers one by one.


    Bingo! It unlocked.


    As Amelia scoured through his messages, she kept one eye on Lucas, just in case he stirred.


    “Why watch him?” Melissa asked.


    Amelia’s fingers flew across the screen. “If he wakes up, our undercover mission-and my paycheck-


    are toast.”


    Melissa was unfazed. “So what? If he wakes up, knock him out


    again.”


    Right. With a killer at her side, what was there to fear?


    This was Amelia’s first time rifling through someone else’s pho even though she was nervous, she


    photographed anything that seemed incriminating.


    “Ha!”


    Amelia eximed, scrutinizing the screen. “He really did meet with Shihua and wants to hire her for


    his airlinepany!”


    It was clear as day; this was a scheme against her beloved sister-in-w and her cherished boss.


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    Melissa’s expression turned grave. “He’s truly wicked.”


    “Isn’t he?” Amelia scowled.


    With Amelia’s shocked gaze upon her, Melissa, without a hint of hesitation, delivered another punch


    to the still-unconscious Lucas’s


    nose.


    Decisive. Forceful.


    As Melissa prepared to strike again, Amelia intervened.


    “Lucas is fragile; you might end up killing him. Let’s keep our anger in check-no deadly force!”


    Melissa eyed Amelia for a moment before speaking profoundly, “If only the whole world feared the


    law as much as you do, we’d have world peace.”


    Amelia chuckled, continuing her investigation into Lucas’s secrets!


    When she felt she had uncovered enough, she wiped the phone clean and made for the door,


    cing the phone on the ground.


    “Move him here.”


    Together, they staged a scene of Lucas fainting on his own. No sooner had they returned to their


    rooms than Lucas came to, w by pain.


    “Mom!”


    “Mom!!!”


    Lucas’s cries pierced the night as Amelia bolted upright in bed. “Oh


    no!”


    Melissa, waking on the couch, inquired, “What’s wrong?”


    “There are surveince cameras in this house!” Amelia panicked.


    “I cut the wires first thing in the morning.”


    Amelia paused mid-stride. “When?”


    “When you were chatting with your olddy.”


    “That’s ‘mother’!” Amelia corrected, exasperated.


    “Amelia, aren’t you asleep yet?” her mother’s voice came from


    outside. “Your brother hurt his nose. Can you apany him to the hospital?”


    Amelia heaved a sigh, her expression stormy. “Of course!”


    Ten minutester.


    Melissa drove as Amelia sprawled in the backseat.


    Lucas nced back. “Why am I in the passenger seat? It’s dangerous.”


    Amelia, wrapped in her coat and feigning sleep, had left no room for


    him.


    “Take it or leave it. Who do you think you are, my chauffeur?”


    Despite his indignation, Lucas buckled up for the sake of hi


    Before his seatbelt clicked, Melissa floored the gas pedal, send Lucas lurching forward, his nose


    screaming in agony.


    Both women silently thought, ‘Serves you right!’ That’s for ying the heartbreaker!


    “You can’t drive?!”


    Melissa mmed the brakes and offered, “Your turn.”


    Lucas glowered, “You!”


    “Appreciate the service instead of being a…” Melissa hesitated, searching for the word.


    Ameliazily prompted from the backseat, “A jerk.”


    The epiphany hit Melissa. “Yeah, don’t be a jerk.”


    Lucas scoffed, “The term is ‘nitpicking,’ idiot.”


    Unperturbed, Melissa retorted, “So you admit you’re being a jerk?”


    Fuming, Lucas’s eyes burned with rage.


    Soon, they reached the emergency department.


    But unexpectedly, as they moved to enter, Lucas was suddenly yanked backward.


    “p-”


    The p caught everyone off guard.


    Amelia gaped as Sophia burst onto the scene, furiously berating


    Lucas.


    “Dodging me? Ignoring my calls? Found a new me, have you Sophia red menacingly at


    Melissa.


    Melissa’s expression turned icy, “???”