Chapter 62

Amelia’s POV: I looked into her eyes and instantly remembered how cold Everett had been to me. Rage surged, and I suddenly lunged forward—both hands going straight for Scarlett’s throat. Her gaze darkened. In a flash, the hand gripping my chin shot up to my hair, yanking it back with terrifying force. “Ah…!” I cried out in pain, tears instantly streaming down my face. Scarlett tilted her head, her lips curling into a careless smile, but her eyes—sharp, cold—were like blades ready to strike. “You keep going on and on about how much Everett loves you,” she sneered. “Then go ahead. Give him a call. Let’s see if he comes running to save you.” “Tell him to come. I’d love to ask him to his face—how exactly did that baby happen?” I froze. My body trembled, my lips clamped shut. I didn’t dare lift a finger, let alone bring up the pregnancy in front of Everett. Scarlett’s gaze didn’t waver. She caught every flicker of panic in my expression. Her smile deepened, laced with mockery. “What’s wrong