Her body froze. Shock pinned her in place as she stared at the torn photo and the note in disbelief. She reached out, fingers trembling, and opened the suitcase. Inside, a handful of clothes were haphazardly stuffed in, tossed without care—and nothing else.
“So I was already planning to leave him?” she whispered to herself. “Did I decide this, or did he give this to me to kick me out of his life?”
She stood, clutching the torn photo.
“It must be him. He’s probably been planning to throw me out because he wanted Amelia. He must have already made up his mind to get rid of me.”
Her mind raced as she paced the room, her thumb nervously pressed against her lips.
“But if he’s going to kick me out sooner or later, how am I supposed to leave without any money?”
She swallowed hard, anxiety tightening her chest.
“Jeremy said I haven’t talked to Mom and Dad in over a year. I can’t just go to them for help. I have to figure something out before I leave.”
Chapter 6 You’re Not Worthy
“He didn’t even flinch when he saw those photos. Just told me to keep to myself and not interfere—accused me of stalking him out of jealousy.” Emily scoffed, leaning back in her chair as she sat across from Jeremy.
They were seated in a quiet café inside Max Mall, a place known for catering only to the ultra-rich. The kind of place where billionaires browsed silently guarded boutiques, sipping champagne while shopping for watches that cost more than most people’s houses.
The floors were polished marble, the lighting soft and warm, and even the coffee tasted like luxury. A soft classical tune played in the background, the kind meant for people who wore custom-tailored silence.
Jeremy took a bite of his burger, eyes narrowing as he looked at her. “Do you have any idea who might’ve dropped that envelope to make things worse for you?”
Emily shook her head. “So far, the only person who’s been bothering me is Amelia. And since she hasn’t even reacted to protect her reputation after those photos with Lucas went viral online—I’m pretty sure it’s her.”
“What a pest!” Jeremy scoffed, dropping his burger onto his plate with exaggerated frustration.
“Not just this once—she’s done this before. I’ve received similar photos in the past. Lucas got angry and told me to stop stalking him.”
Jeremy raised an eyebrow. “Any chance you did any of it?”
Emily bit her lip and gave a small shrug, her cheeks flushing faintly.
“I don’t really remember that. Maybe once or twice... I’m not sure. But if my boyfriend disappeared on me at night without explanation, I’d probably do something like that too. Still, I don’t think I’m responsible for all of it. Amelia definitely has a hand in some.”
Jeremy nodded, taking a long swig of his soda.
Emily took a sip of her own drink and glanced at him. “Anyway, do you know what I was doing before I stopped talking to you?”
Jeremy frowned, confused. “What do you mean?”
“Was I working? I checked my bank account—there’s barely anything in there, a few hundred dollars at most. Was I even doing anything before the accident?”
“You were,” Jeremy said casually, “but you stopped working after that scandal.”
“What scandal?” Emily asked, surprised.
Jeremy’s eyes widened. “You forgot that too? Jesus…” He sighed, leaning in closer.
“It was all over the news a few months ago. Lucas is in jewelry and diamonds, right? He hired Amelia as the lead designer for a big project.”
Emily snorted. “Seriously? Does she even know how to design? From what I’ve seen, she just whines and cries.”
Jeremy chuckled. “Yeah, and you stuck around at Lucas’s company because you’re the loyal girlfriend who wouldn’t leave his side, no matter what.”
Emily groaned in pain. “Please stop making me feel worse. I’m already suffering—why make it harder?”