Since She Met Lucian

Would they make peace with her before resorting to force?
Amelia narrowed her eyes at her so-called family members. She was glad that she wasn't drunk.
"Amelia, even though I'm your elder sister, you're more sensible than me. Let me give you a toast with a glass of milk. Please
forgive me for whatever I did, and I hope we'll call each other sister one day!" Yolanda raised her glass of milk and gulped it
down.
Amelia was stunned by Yolanda's words. Her bewildered eyes gazed at the girl sitting in front of her for a long time.
'She tried to heal the grudge I had against her with just one sentence?' Amelia thought, feeling indifferent to the scene, just like a
stranger.
"Don't just sit there. Let's eat." Vernon's voice was stern when he snapped Amelia out of her daze. He asked the servant to help
her in getting her bowl of food ready.
Sophia ate the last bite of her meal and turned to Amelia. "Do you and Lucian plan to remarry?"
Amelia's fingers holding the chopsticks trembled. The dish fell onto the table. Her restless eyes closed, and she started taking
deep breaths to calm her heart.
"I don't know." Her tone was cold, but she regretted answering the question. She should've ignored it.
Jasper coughed to get everyone's attention. "Let's not dwell on such topics. Come on, cheers!" He raised his glass and
swallowed his drink.
In the CEO's office of the Zhan Group, Lucian stood in front of the window with a hot cup of coffee in his hand. His deep-sea like
eyes gazed on the brightened city below him.
Eric walked into the office, cuddling documents in both hands. Before he spoke respectfully, his face sported a grave look. "Mr.
Lucian, I have some clues about that matter."
Lucia turned around and frowned, putting the hot coffee on the desk. He asked calmly, "Tell me all about Edmund's dirty little
game." His icy cold eyes stared at the files in Eric's hands.
Eric opened the file and handed a sealed document to Lucian.

He expected Lucian to scream in rage after going through the document, but that wasn't the case. Eric noticed a disdainful smile
on the corners of Lucian's lips.
"We'll see how long Edmund can maintain the relationship with money." Lucian took another sip and continued to look at the
document.
"Edmund relies on his power. Shareholders weren't delighted with what he had said in the board meeting. Most of them were
even willing to withdraw their shares," Eric said sternly.
Lucian's icy look turned colder. "Back then, he took over the business from my father in the name of friendship and became the
executive president of the An Group. He even managed to reach the top and forgot all about the help he had received from my
father. And now, he wants to destroy the Zhan Group!"
His fist tightened in anger after remembering Edmund's past.
"So, you were initially unwilling to accept An Group's help during the crisis?" Eric's eyes were filled with admiration.
Lucian scoffed and turned the page. "Edmund deliberately put a bowl of poisonous chicken soup in front of me, and I ended up
drinking it all."
"I think you made the right choice." Lucian couldn't lose his dignity just because he accepted An Group's help. Instead, it could
become an excellent opportunity to fight back. That was what Eric thought anyway.
Eric had been with Lucian for a long time. He had joined just after the establishment of the Zhan Group, and he knew Lucian too
well. Eric was a perfect candidate for handling such matters.
When the crisis happened in the Zhan Group, Eric had believed that Lucian could find a way out.
"If you see through your enemy's strategy, you can win a hundred battles easily." Lucian looked at the sky. The corners of his lips
curved up. "This time, I'll rip off his mask and destroy An Group once and for all!"
"The major shareholders are ready to stand beside Zhan Group. After all, the Zhan Group is more sincere." Eric smiled.
"We are sure to win, but we can't relax. Before we get control, we must remain cautious." Lucian was a prudent man, but he was
overly cautious this time. Edmund was famous for playing tricks under the table. Lucian couldn't take him for granted.

"I understand." Eric nodded. Just as he was about to leave the room, he remembered something and turned to Lucian. "Mr.
Lucian, there's something I have to tell you. I couldn't get anything from Jasper."
Lucian snorted, "Because he thinks that the start-up capital for that project is at hand."
"Then, should we find some other way?"
"No need. I've thought of a perfect plan." Lucian didn't believe that Jasper could be calm all the time.
It was already noon after the meal at Mo mansion.
Sophia guzzled a large bottle of wine. By the time she was done, she was too drunk to even walk in a straight line.
Jasper was drinking the red wine and white wine. After he finished a few glasses, his eyes became unfocused, and his speech
slurred every time he began to speak.
Even though Vernon had drunk two glasses of wine, he was sober. When everyone went upstairs, Vernon stopped Amelia,
asking her to sit in the living room.
"I'm sure you must be wondering about why we were behaving like that." Vernon knew what was on Amelia's mind.
"What do you mean, dad?" She didn't want to guess. In any case, she would only be more worried.
Amelia had seen through his mind when they were eating. What shocked her was everyone's enthusiasm on the dining table.
Although she knew that Vernon hadn't called her just for a meal.
"Amelia, I know I shouldn't have lied. But you could see how good they treated you today, couldn't you? They aren't yearning for
those cat-fights anymore. Can you just forget the past and move on for me? We can all shake hands and become one joint
family." Vernon's voice was hoarse when he requested Amelia to forgive Yolanda and Sophia.
Amelia wouldn't ignore him. If she did, she would become a narrow-minded person in the eyes of others.
She just didn't want to go against her own will. Ever since her mother died, Amelia had a knot in her heart that seemed to grow
as the years passed.
She had never done anything to make them unhappy. As long as they kept their distance, Amelia wouldn't face much trouble.
She was never interested in having a close conversation with Yolanda and Sophia. Why should Amelia suddenly start
considering them her family just because her father requested?

"Dad, thank you for lunch. If there's nothing else, I shall take my leave." She stood up, ignoring Vernon's words.
Vernon stood up in a hurry and blocked her way. "Amelia, why don't you understand? If you and Sophia come closer, I don't think
this family can ever face relationship issues in the future."
Amelia wanted to roll her eyes at Vernon. "Why did you do it in the first place?" Wasn't her mother a part of this family? He
wanted the whole family to be united, but was her mother alive? He had even forced Iris to commit suicide because of Sophia.
Amelia's face turned grave at this.
"Child, you're twenty-five, and you can live happily. Why are you set on dwelling in the past?" If Vernon's voice wasn't husky,
Amelia would have assumed that he was blaming her.
Amelia raised her head and looked straight in his eyes. "You don't have to tell me what to do. I'm my mother's daughter, after all!"
She knew about Vernon's deeds from the start. Still, she finally decided to let it all out.
"Okay, calm down. I know I overreacted. Can you forgive me? And weren't you going back to work? Go ahead." Vernon's heart
was filled with anger after their heated discussion. But when he remembered the reason why he had called Amelia, he calmed
down.
Amelia bit her lower lip and stood up. "Please don't get angry. I don't want you to suffer from heart issues again."
Her heart had several depressing words hidden deep inside, but she couldn't say it out loud in front of her father. Amelia could
only blame herself for helplessness.
Saying that she turned around and left, without giving Vernon another chance to refute. Just as she opened the door, she was
startled. She could see a familiar red car standing outside the gate. Frank got out of the car and said with a smile, "Miss Amelia,
please get in the car."
"What?" Amelia hesitated and looked at the car. It was the same that Lucian had gifted back then. Although she only drove it
twice, she still remembered the model.
"Miss Amelia, Mr. Lucian wanted me to pick you up." Frank patiently waited for her reply.
'Lucian?' How did he know her whereabouts?

Her curiosity spiked, but she couldn't say anything. She just shrugged it off and got in the car.
"Mrs. Amelia... Uh... Miss Amelia, it has been a long time. How are you doing?" Frank pursed his lips in embarrassment. He
called her "Mrs. Amelia" out of habit.
Amelia's lips twitched, but she calmly replied, "I'm all right. Thank you."
"Mr. Lucian was worried about you. That's why he asked me to drive you back." Frank glanced at Amelia from the rearview mirror
and turned back on the road.
Amelia was indeed touched. But her face dropped the next second when she thought of the time she bumped into Shelly. A trace
of guilt washed over her heart.
"Thank you for the lift." Amelia bowed to thank him after getting out of the car.
Frank smiled and shook his head. He turned around the car and drove away.
"Wow! A free ride?" Carlotta's lips curved up to form a playful smile. Her hands were clutching the handles of her bike, but her
mind was focused on what Amelia was doing.
Amelia turned around and glanced at the nosy Carlotta. 'She doesn't look like a 40-year-old woman at all,' Amelia wondered.
Carlotta behaved as if she was as young as Amelia.