Amelia''s gaze lifted, and her eyes fell upon the figure of Miss James. The woman was the epitome of elegance and grace, a truedy born of a distinguished family. She bore no resemnce to the timid and foolish Sadie of the past, despite their shared physical attributes.


    ''Hadn''t she been reduced to a pitiful state, begging like a dog on the ground when she was humiliated and persecuted by her?'' Amelia pondered. The memory of that moment gradually dissolved the fear that had been creeping into her heart. Suddenly, an excited voice rang out, "Mr. Clemens has arrived!"


    Instantly, all the merchants who had been fawning over Sadie turned their attention to Micah. Despite Sadie''s undeniable charm, Micah''s standing in the business world was unassable. These merchants were adept at ying both sides, not wanting to risk offending either party.


    Micah was not one for socializing or mingling with such people, yet today, he seemed unusually amenable. He not only wore a rare smile but also acknowledged their greetings with a nod.


    A few of them tentatively requested appointments, and Micah had his assistant, Chloe, make a note of them.


    In a matter of minutes, Micah''s presence had eclipsed Sadie''s, and he became the center of attention. Amelia watched this scene unfold with a sense of pride, basking in Micah''s reflected glory.


    Once the crowd dispersed, Amelia wasted no time in approaching him. "Micah!" she called out.


    Upon seeing her, Micah''s brows furrowed, and a flicker of distaste shed in his eyes. However, to gauge Sadie''s reaction, he maintained his smile and responded, "It''s been a while!"


    "Yes, it certainly has!" Micah echoed her sentiment.


    Amelia''s gaze softened as she looked at Micah. Despite his past coldness and abandonment, he remained the epitome of perfection in her heart, irreceable.


    Micah''s eyes strayed to Sadie, who was surrounded by a group of young men, engrossed in conversation and oblivious to their presence.


    Casually, Micah epted a ss of champagne from a passing waiter and casually walked toward her.


    "Do you know that I''ve secured thend in San Francisco?" Amelia tried to engage him in a topic of interest. "And recently, the underground casinos in Las Vegas have been reaching out to us for coboration..." "Operating a casino in Las Vegas is legal and worth considering," Micah responded absentmindedly, his gaze still fixed on Sadie.


    "I''m now in charge of the United States market. My father is overwhelmed, and he needs to learn to have more confidence in business. Thepany has faced many problems under his management in the past few years."


    "My family used to be among the top thirty in the American business circle, but now we''ve dropped to over seventy, while the Clemens family has always held the first ce. That''s the difference..." Amelia continued, hoping to capture Micah''s attention.


    "Who said the Clemens family has always been in the first ce?"


    Finally, a voice responded to Amelia''s statement.


    Amelia''s body stiffened, and she looked up to find Sadie staring at her with a cold gaze.


    "The data for this year hasn''t been released yet, so we don''t know who is ranked first!" Sadie retorted, her eyebrows raised in a challenging manner. Sadie felt a sense of familiarity when she looked at Amelia, followed by a surge of anger and a strong sense of hatred, as if they were sworn enemies.


    Feeling unsettled under Sadie''s intense gaze, Amelia quickly averted her eyes, not daring to meet her stare.


    However, with everyone''s attention on her, she was forced to respond, "Even when the data is out, the Clemens family will still be the first, and no one can take that away!"


    "Take it away?" Sadie''s eyes narrowed dangerously as she stepped closer to Amelia. "In the business world, fairpetition is based on data. Where does this idea of taking it awaye from?"