Amelia seemed to admit defeat and shrugged her shoulders, "Fine, go ahead and try then."
After all, she had no ties to Lilian Parker. Whoever wanted to chase after her could go right ahead.
As they were speaking, Mason Moore hurriedly approached them from the other end of the corridor.
Amelia narrowed her eyes slightly.
Was he here for Lilian Parker?
Talk about a small world indeed.
He'd have to pass by her to get to Lilian Parker's hospital ward, and just as she was about to stick out a foot to trip the scumbag face-first into the dirt, his steps came to a halt just in time.
Moreover, they stopped right in front of her, or more precisely, in front of the door to the hospital ward to which she stood nearest, for Mason Moore was facing the door, his back to her.
Could this jerk possibly be looking for Ava Summers?
Amelia felt a surge of anger rising in her chest.
He had caused so much harm, and yet he had the audacity to show his face?
Such nerve he had.
