"Hahaha, the old man''s straightforward..." Nelson Luminexughed heartily.


    Micah''s grandfather alsoughed. At the same time, he squeezed Micah''s thigh under the table, a firm reminder for him to smile!


    Micah couldn''t manage a smile, but his silence andck of protest were taken as consent!


    Amelia was overjoyed. She nted a deep kiss on Micah''s face, then snuggled into his shoulder, clinging to his arm coquettishly. Her happiness was evident for all to see.


    Apuse thundered below; everyone was snapping photos, capturing the joy of this grand union.


    Sadie watched Micah, her heart shattering into pieces, then plummeting into an abyss...


    Wasn''t this what she wanted?


    But why did her heart hurt so much upon hearing the news and seeing Amelia so close to him?


    She bowed her head, struggling to control her emotions. She reminded herself to smile-she had to smile!


    In times like these, she ought to beughing heartily, showing Micah that she was unfazed and offering him congrattions. This approach would likely make him resent her and decide to move on. But she couldn''t muster a smile...


    "You can go now." Ss led his people away.


    Sadie knew she was safe; rather, she had lost her value now.


    That''s right, even threats required one to be of value!


    She was nowpletely useless.


    Sadie stood up and staggered toward the backstage. She wanted to leave this noisy ce; it was too loud as if everyone was congratting the couple. And she should be congratting them, too! Micah turned his head and saw Sadie walking away indifferently as if it all had nothing to do with her.


    Indeed, she didn''t care at all. Not one bit!


    His eyes dimmed as a fire zed in his chest; he got up, ready to leave...


    "Micah!" Amelia reached out to pull him back but couldn''t hold on. Micah strode away, but a dull thud erupted behind him a few stepster.


    Micah instinctively looked back to see Amelia on the ground, coughing up blood and moaning in pain, "It hurts..."


    "Amelia, Amelia..." Nelson rushed to pick her up. "What''s wrong with you? How did this happen?"


    "Get a doctor now," ordered Micah''s grandfather immediately.


    "Yes, sir," Ss swiftly arranged for a doctor.


    Rn and Andrew swiftly dispersed the press, ensuring they didn''t capture the moment Amelia copsed. They sternly reminded them that this incident was off the record. Micah scooped up Amelia in his arms and dashed towards the back lounge.


    Sadie was heading towards the staircase in a daze when someone bumped into her. As a result, she twisted her ankle and fell to the ground.


    As she looked up, she saw Micah, holding Amelia, rushing into the lounge with urgency.


    She froze, her heart sinking...


    "Move!" A group of people hurried from behind, nearly knocking her over again.


    Fortunately, someone pulled her aside. It was Victoria!


    "There''s trouble. Don''t stay here. Head upstairs," Victoria said with knitted brows and a grave expression.


    "Okay." Sadie, clueless about what had happened, limped towards the staircase.


    Meanwhile, the venue was abuzz with curious journalists asking about Amelia''s condition, with someone asking, "Why did Miss Amelia suddenly vomit blood and copse? This doesn''t look like a sickness. Could it be poisoning?" "Which outlet are you from? Do you want to keep your job?" Rn roared, intimidating.


    "Yes, sorry..."


    The media fell silent, promising not to report the incident or take photos...


    Witnessing this scene, Sadie felt an ominous anxiety. Amelia had an ident-how could she be poisoned out of the blue?


    For some reason, despite having no connection to the incident, a sense of panic gripped her along with an ill-boding premonition...