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She'd always been the sweet, obedient type until one day, she ran straight into the arms of a rich heir. The arrogant j**k panicked. "She doesn't love you! She's just using your power to get back at me!" The man kissed the woman in his arms. "So what? I've got money and power to spare." ===== Inside the VIP ward of Kretol City Hospital, Amelia Flynn reclined on the white sheets, her attention fixed on a video playing across her tablet, sarcasm evident in her eyes. A raging fever had landed her in the hospital, but her fiancé, Jaxton Morrison, was busy spending time with someone else at a luxury ho**l. The video clip captured the grainy shadows of a hotel hallway, yet there was no mistaking the woman next to Jaxton--Amelia's half-sister, Dayna Flynn. Amelia put away the tablet and turned to look at the person before her, her gaze cool. "What if I say no to getting a ta**oo?" Clayton Dobson, Jaxton's assistant, wasn't surprised by her reaction. If he were in her position, he would also find it hard to accept the situation. What kind of man spent the night at a ho**el with a woman and then asked his fiancée to cover for him? The Morrison Group was at a critical juncture, and as the heir, Jaxton being caught in such a scandal had already affected the company's stock prices. For the family's sake, a public statement from Amelia, Jaxton's fiancée, seemed the only way to patch the damage. Though the video blurred Dayna's face, the ta**oo on her waist, Jaxton's initials, stood out as plain as day. Acting strictly on Jaxton's instructions, Clayton had come to persuade Amelia to get the same ta**oo as Dayna's. By doing this, they could spin the narrative online and bury the brewing scandal. With a look that mingled sympathy and resignation, Clayton said softly, "Miss Flynn, this is what Mr. Morrison wants. If you don't cooperate, there might be issues with Mrs. Davis' treatment next week..." He left his sentence dangling, but Amelia understood him perfectly. Th
