Chapter 22

"Mr. Sutton, I admit to all the accusations you made earlier, but there are two points I must clarify. Firstly, I never took the baby's well-being lightly. I'll acknowledge that I neglected its existence to some extent, but I swear it wasn't intentional. "However, I assure you I'll not make this mistake again. Secondly, I'm short on cash, but I don't need yours. At least, until we finalize that agreement, I won't spend a single penny," said Amelia. Amelia was poor, but she had her dignity. She could lower her head and yield or even beg for her sake, but she would've never forsaken her dignity. What would that have made her? A beggar holding out her hands for alms, wagging her tail for pity? Amelia bit her lip, fighting back the sting of tears that threatened to well up. She was actually grateful Michael had lent her his computer. After all, they weren't close. Yet, she couldn't accept his condescension or his unfounded accusations. It made her feel unseemly. Even if her dignity was