Amelia was at a loss for words and just stayed quiet.

Victor didn't say anything either; they just sat there, and the two of them were stuck in a standoff.

Amelia couldn't take the pressure anymore and said, "Grandpa, I can't just let this go. Mr. Howard saved me back then."

That explained why she was with Lucius.

"So you two teamed up to play tricks on Chris?" Victor laughed angrily,clearly surprised.

Chris had been groomed as the future heir since he was a kid, a super-elite with a totally rational mind and almost no weaknesses.

Yet this guy had fallen into a love trap and couldn't get out.

Or maybe he knew exactly what was happening, watching himself get played by Amelia step by step, but couldn't break free.

Amelia rubbed her hands, thinking about how to reply, but Victor spoke again, "What are you planning to do now? You can handle being scolded to your face; when did you get so tough?"

His words were both angry and helpless.

Amelia gave a bitter smile, "Grandpa, I used to get scolded to my face in the Spencer family too."

In the past, she was like a stray dog on the street, anyone could come by and step on her,berate her.

Compared to that, her situation now was nothing.

Victor gave her a long look and stayed silent for a while.

A few minutes later, he said heavily, "Since you don't know what to do,then listen to me."

Meanwhile, in the prayer room.

Diana had someone follow her, bringing a blanket and some food into the prayer room.

Chris was sitting on the prayer mat with a straight back, following Victor's orders.

"What are you thinking, making Dad mad over a bitch not worth it? I don't know what good it does for you." Diana blamed, glaring at her son,signaling the two servants to bring the stuff in.

Chris didn't say a word, ignoring the thoughtful items.

Diana was furious that she slapped his shoulder, "Chris, are you trying to drive me crazy? I just heard Dad say he's going to give your position as head of the family and CEO to Lucius. Look at what you've done!"

Chris's expression changed slightly, but he wasn't too surprised. When he competed with Lucius for Amelia, he had already seen this coming.

Lucius had gotten what he wanted.

Chris would take it as repaying him for saving Amelia back then.

"It's no big deal." Chris smiled indifferently, "I can survive without the family."

Diana slapped him on the face, "You ungrateful son, shut up. If your grandfather knew, he would be furious."

Chris didn't care, "Mom, please leave. Don't disturb me."

Seeing his firm attitude, Diana's eyes darkened.

She ordered someone to pour a cup of warm water, "At least have some water, or don't call me Mom anymore!"

Chris reluctantly took the water, drank it all in one go, and threw the cup back onto the servant's tray.

Only then did Diana leave.

Outside, Leila was eagerly waiting, "Mrs. Spencer, how is Chris?"

Diana pulled Leila aside, away from others, and said coldly, "I'll go tell Dad that Chris has a fever. He'll definitely let him go back to his room.I drugged his water. You better seize this opportunity."

Leila was thrilled and nodded quickly, "Sure, I won't let you down, Mrs.Spencer."

As expected, soon Chris had a fever due to the drug, and Victor had him taken back temporarily, then called Lucius over to officially tell him that he was now in charge of the family.

Leila gently pushed open Chris's bedroom door. The room was dimly lit,and Chris had been settled in, lying quietly on the bed.

He was now semi-conscious, controlled by the strong drug,completely at her mercy.

Leila took off her clothes as she slowly walked over. By the time she

reached the bed, only a silver backless camisole with a good sheen was left on her body.

Her slender long legs were exposed, looking alluring in the dim night outside.

The drug had taken effect on Chris,and he was sweating profusely,his face red, suffering from the desire.

Leila's heart raced as she lay down beside him, feeling the unique male hormone scent.

He was so attractive, making her intoxicated.

The next morning, Chris woke up first. He didn't look well, his face pale,struggling to sit up.

"Chris, are you okay?" Leila was awakened by his movements and quickly got up to help him.

Chris glanced at her naked body out of the corner of his eye, his gaze turning icy.

"Why are you here?" He sneered.

Lela hurriedly wrapped herself in the blanket, lowering her head,"Chris,you were sick yesterday. Mrs. Spencer asked me to take care of you,but I didn't expect you to..."

She hugged her knees helplessly, tears welling up, her vulnerable expression making it clear what had happened to her.

Chris went silent,getting up to dress.

Leila was stunned for a moment, then cried louder, "Chris, I know you

didn't mean it. Let's pretend nothing happened. I won't use this to threaten you."

"Shut up!" Chris's voice was cold, "Do you think I'm as stupid as you?"

Leila's body stiffened at the shout.

"Chris, how can you say that about me?"

"Should we get a professional doctor to examine if we had sex last night?"Chris mocked, not stopping his quick dressing.

Leila's face turned ashen, her heart sinking, "Chris, how can you humiliate me like this? After all. I am..."

"Stop!" Chris coldly questioned,"Where is Amelia?"

He had a bad feeling that ä lot had happenéd last night, yet he knew absolutely nothing about it.

Leila shook her head weakly, "I've been here all along, unaware of what happened."

Although she was still putting on a strong performance, her heart was completely filled with despair as she recalled what had happened last night.

Back then, Chris mistook her for Amelia. At first, he was clearly overwhelmed with desire, uncontrollably approaching. But just as he touched her, he suddenly sobered up and passed out, never waking up again. Leila was bothanxious and angry, but there was nothing she could do.

Chris quickly left the room. Despite his body still feeling weak,he rushed

to Victor immediately.

At this time, Victor was instructing Lucius on preparing for the succession ceremony in a week.

Seeing the two of them, one standing and one sitting, with a calm demeanor, Chris became even more anxious, "Grandpa, where is Amelia?"