章 72: Just Like Christmas Morning

Amelia's mouth went dry, while Dimitri's eyebrows went up to his hairline.

"Amelia?"

"Yes! It's me. If I may, Mr. Hawthorne, why are you calling?" Amelia asked in trepidation.

"I want to invite you to come for the engagement party," Horace said, and Amelia's eyes nearly bugged out of her head. Next to her, Dimitri seemed equally stunned, the pen in his hand falling onto the table with a clatter. 

So she had not imagined his words. 

"Why?" The question emerged from Amelia's lips instinctively. To say she was flabbergasted was a massive understatement. "You and your family have no reason to want me there." 

"Unless you mean to humiliate her," Dimitri said, picking up the phone to growl into the receiver. "Mr. Hawthorne, I am Amelia Kentwood's representative. Anything you say can and be used against you in court―"

Amelia hurriedly snatched the phone back from Dimitri, but the damage had already been done.