Chapter 86

If Michael hadn't seen Amelia standing behind the door through the crack, he would have already ordered someone to force it open. Pushing her luck? Had she? Maybe she was. But none of this was something she could control. Amelia hadn't expected Rachel's condition to worsen so suddenly. She hadn't expected things to end up like this. If Michael insisted on saying she was pushing her luck, then so be it. She'd take it. "Mr. Sutton." Amelia slowly opened the door. Michael looked up, his gaze snapping to her neck. He sucked in a sharp breath. "What are you doing?" His eyes locked on the fruit knife in her hand. The blade was pressed right against the artery in her neck. If she pressed any harder, she could have died instantly. Amelia met his eyes. This was her last gamble. Everything had come down to this. "Mr. Sutton, I know I've wronged you, but I don't have a choice. Do you remember why I signed that contract with you in the first place?" Amelia asked. Michael was still proc