Amelia Sanchez gave a faint smile, "I haven't forgotten. You are the one who caused all this trouble, right? Tell me, if you hadn't crawled into Paulo Johnson's bed, would any of this have happened?"
"Elder sister!"
Tania Lincoln panicked and quickly tried to stop her.
Her expression changed, and she pretended to be weak, looking at Amelia Sanchez with grievance, "Paulo and I are truly in love, elder sister. I never intended to take what's yours."
In the more than two years since their mother's second marriage, this was not the first time Tania Lincoln had blatantly tried to snatch something away.
Amelia had been too lazy to settle scores with her in the past, in order to avoid causing their mother distress at home.
But things are different now.
She was a married woman who was going to move out. Amelia threw the warm marriage certificate on Tania's face: "Come to think of it, I have to thank you. If it wasn't for your affair with Paulo, I wouldn't have noticed that he's such a scumbag."
Amelia and Paulo had originally planned to make a fake marriage certificate when they went to register. The idea was to just live separate lives afterwards.
But they didn't expect things to be so simple this time.
"No, it's impossible!" Tania Lincoln couldn't believe it and flipped through the marriage certificate. When she saw the extremely handsome man beside Amelia Sanchez in the photo, her eyes dimmed.
How could Amelia possibly find such a handsome man?
And isn't he much more handsome than Paulo Johnson?
Tania bit her lip, envious and unwilling, "Don't think that you can fool us with a fake marriage certificate and a random, unknown celebrity!"
Mother Sanchez snatched the marriage certificate, studied it carefully several times, and hesitated to ask, "Amelia, how long have you known this man?"
"It must be you who cheated first!" Tania Lincoln thought she had grabbed a hold of a handle and triumphantly said, "You even accused me and Paulo Johnson of having an affair! It's clear that you are the one who's unfaithful!"
Amelia gave her a look as if she was an idiot, "I just met him yesterday. Haven't you ever heard of love at first sight?"
"But still..."
Thinking about how Shane Goodwin had promised his family a large sum of money if they could get Amelia Sanchez to marry him, Father Lincoln clenched his teeth and said, "This man is obviously unreliable. He must be trying to cheat you out of your money. Listen to your uncle and come back to marry Shane Goodwin!"
"Amelia, can we trust this man?" Mother Sanchez was worried, knowing her own judgment in men was incredibly poor, and she feared it was the same for Amelia.
Amelia nodded, ignoring Father Lincoln, "He is reliable. Mom, don't worry. We are moving to our wedding room in the Rose Garden tomorrow."
She took back the marriage certificate, and the steel stamp on it had convinced Mother Sanchez that it was genuine.
"I'm going to my room to get some sleep now."
Behind her, Tania Lincoln stared at Amelia's retreating figure, her jealousy tightening her grip.
*
Early the next day, without saying goodbye to her family, Amelia went straight to meet Albert Brown and headed together to the Rose Garden.
The house was close to the city area, surrounded by sunlight. The spacious and comfortable living room was brightly and simply decorated in white, making the small duplex apartment feel exceptionally warm and cozy.
"You can sign this."
Amelia was sitting on the sofa by the window, generously handing over a property transfer document to Albert Brown.
Even in a relationship like this, Amelia didn't want to take advantage of others.
Wasn't it said that men who kept mistresses usually gave gifts like bags, cars, and houses?
Amelia followed suit, "This house, as a pre-marriage property, is my gift to you. Even if we divorce in the future, this will still belong to you."
"...I'm very satisfied." Albert Brown buried his doubts about the house being worth 3 million deep in his heart, his lips elegantly curving up. He picked up a pen and signed his name flamboyantly.
At the moment he finished paying, Amelia suddenly remembered her role as a small company employee and coughed lightly, "Uh, the monthly mortgage is 4,000."
Albert Brown fell silent.
As expected, the sculpture by international master Ken which he had seen earlier on the wardrobe in the entrance hall, worth 60 million, was a fake!
They still have to pay the mortgage!
"This is a supplementary card, all the money I made from stock trading is here." Amelia Sanchez handed the card over, "You can use it as you wish."
Taking it with a subtle feeling, Albert Brown, who owns one of the fifty limited global black cards, replied, "Hmm."
"Amelia." His tender voice sounded.
As Amelia looked up, she saw his deep, dark eyes and handsome face deliberately approaching her, his hand taking hers, half of his body pressing against hers.
He leaned in close and whispered gently, "If you're this good to me, what am I supposed to do if I want to depend on you for the rest of my life?"
"Well..." Amelia blushed slightly, and with the remaining reason, she jokingly replied: "Being lazy is not how one should live."
Albert Brown chuckled under his breath.
He hummed, grabbed Amelia's hand, and kissed her lips gently, deliberately lowering his voice, and said ambiguously, "Then I'll work harder tonight to make sure you're satisfied."
Amelia's face turned completely red now.
Seeing her like this, Albert Brown chuckled, his eyebrows raised, youthful energy filling the room. With one hand on the sofa, his dark, deep eyes focused only on Amelia.
For a moment, a scene flashed through Amelia's mind.
She was slightly stunned, suddenly feeling that Albert Brown's face looked very familiar.
Could it be that they had met before?
Just as she was about to ask, suddenly, there was an urgent knock on the door.
"I'll get the door." Albert Brown got up.
As soon as it opened, Tania Lincoln stormed in, "Amelia! Did you seduce men to act as their mistress, cheating them out of money to buy this house?!"
She was triumphant, "I've checked, you can't afford the price of this place!"
"Amelia." Mother Sanchez, who was standing behind Tania, also came in. Her eyes were red, and she worriedly said, "Please, don't do anything foolish."
"I didn't buy it." Amelia honestly shrugged it off and pointed at Albert Brown, her face innocent, "It's my husband's. If you don't believe me, check it out. His name is on the property certificate."
Originally, Albert's frown relaxed thanks to Amelia's "husband" remark.
He hooked his lips in satisfaction, his cold eyes staring at Tania, "So, did you just barge in here early in the morning to slander Amelia?"
"No, no..." Tania's heart raced as she saw Albert Brown up close, her face flushing.
She pressed on, "I'm just worried that my sister is on the wrong path... The housing prices here are so expensive... "
Mother Sanchez, who had almost believed Tania after listening to her all night, anxiously looked at Albert Brown, "Young man, what do you do for a living?"
"Programmer." Albert answered, maintaining a straight face.
Amelia was satisfied with his acting and winked at him, the corners of her mouth turning up.
Seeing the two of them flirting, the budding feelings Tania had just had were replaced by jealousy.
Why did Amelia have such good luck?
She didn't deserve such a great guy!
"So that's it, my dear sister, I thought you liked Paulo Johnson so much, but you must have had your eyes on him from the start, thinking he had more money, and that's when you cheated!"
Tania scoffed, aggressively confronting Amelia, "You're stepping on two boats at once, you really have no shame!"
"Tania!" Mother Sanchez was not good at arguing, so she just frowned, "How can you talk like that to your sister?"
"But it's the truth!" Seeing Albert Brown's face growing increasingly gloomy, Tania secretly rejoiced.
She feigned indignation, "Mr. Brown, even though I love my sister, I can't stand to see you being kept in the dark!"