Chapter 50

Yet, Amelia didn't dwell on it since it was possible she'd misidentified the herbs. After all, she was guessing based on their scent alone. While those thoughts raced through Amelia's head, Lucy had gone up to Tiana's bedside. She said, "Tiana, Mrs. Stevans Senior is here with her granddaughter." While they were on their way upstairs, Lucy had thought it through. Rather than waiting in fear that Tiana would approve of this ridiculous arranged marriage, she figured she might as well be there to keep an eye on them. After all, no one, including Tiana, could possibly like Amelia's appearance. "She's here?" Tiana asked. As she opened her eyes, her attention was drawn toward Amelia. When she saw that Amelia's face was covered in terrifying red blotches, the gleam of anticipation in her eyes vanished instantly. She frowned. She'd met Margaret, who had an angelic appearance. So how could she have given birth to a daughter like this? If the public thought Amelia was the mother of