The Return of the Disguised Princess

The Return of the Disguised Princess Chapter 182

Chapter 182 Declaration of Identity

At this time, a beautiful bodyguard walked in, with arms folded, standing at the door, and watching them quietly.

“Throw it away, I have no appetite.” Amelie’s tone was cold, and then she looked away.

“But, this is…” The girl holding the food stood there, at a loss, afraid that her owner would blame her.

“Amelie, what do you mean? Don’t you accept my kindness?”

Leila was furious, and she wanted to bully Amelie like before. Even if Amelie was the daughter of the Mullen family,

but the Mullen family had lost power, so how capable Amelie is to be arrogant in front of her.

“How thick–skinned! Do you think I’m the same as before?” Amelie cast a stern look

The female bodyguard immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Leila

“Miss, please leave.”

“Hmph! The days ahead are long, let’s see how long you can persist.”

Knowing that she could do nothing, Leila stomped her feet angrily, then turned around and left.

That little girl was still holding the things, her head lowered deeply, and she followed behind her owner, running

away quickly.

Amelie gave a little chuckle.

She was not angry.

The plan was proceeding smoothly according to her arrangement, which can be regarded as full of luck.

The female bodyguard asked cautiously, “Ms. Mullen, do you want me to report this matter to…”

The bodyguard could tell Leila’s malicious intentions.

“No, thank you. I want to rest now.”

Although the female bodyguard didn’t understand why Amelie refused, she knew that she was not qualified to ask

too much,

so she just turned around and left.

At this time, in the hall of the villa, a stern voice was very ear–piercing.

“Ms. Malpas, Ms. Aylward is…”

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Before the servant finished speaking, the door of the villa suddenly opened, and a tall and straight figure appeared

in front of

Miriam.

“Mr. Byron! You are back.”

It was Lamont who walked in the door.

He didn’t want to come back, so as not to run into Leila, but he finally decided to come home because he had

something important to ask her.

“Where is she?”

Lamont walked in front of her, with his hands in his pockets

Miriam didn’t get it at first, and was stunned.

“Mr. Byron, who are you talking about?

“Where’s Leila?”

When Lamont mentioned Leila, there seemed to be no emotion in his tone. How could this be an engagement

between them?

Miriam was full of doubts, but she didn’t dare to neglect Lamont’s question.

“Ms. Aylward… she’s gone out.”

“Going out?” Lamont’s eyes were full of coldness.

She was still there just now, but now she was absent, which was very strange.

“Where did she go? Did she say anything?”

Miriam was slightly taken aback. She didn’t expect Lamont to care about Leila that much. She felt jealous.

Could it be that Lamont really loved this so–called fiancée in his heart?

Miriam fumbled and didn’t want to tell Lamont where Leila was. The jealousy in her heart made her forget her

identity.

“You don’t know?”

Lamont’s indifferent tone was like a sharp sword, ripping Miriam’s disguise.

She quickly showed an unnatural smile.

“Ms. Aylward said that she was going to meet an old friend, but she didn’t say who it was…”

Miriam said it reluctantly, and she said it with reservations.

Actually she heard that Leila mentioned Amelie’s name.

An old friend?

The first person Lamont thought of was Amelie.

So Leila wanted to target his woman as soon as she came back?

He raised his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall. Leila might have been in the hospital now.

What happened to the Mullen family has shaken up the entire situation in Oakland, and some small families are just

around the corner, trying to gain some benefits through the changes in the situation.

Amelie woke up after dozing off for a while.

It was very quiet in the ward, and no one bothered her.

She took out her mobile phone, and read the news. The trending topics popped up one after another, which were

very sharp.

The Internet did not return to calmness.

Amelie took a deep breath. She was making up her mind.

Since Leila had returned, the plan could be accelerated.

Thinking of this, she flipped through the address book and dialed Jeff’s number.

At the gate of the hospital, Leila just pushed open the glass door, then she met face to face with the person she

missed.

“Lamont!”

When seeing Lamont, her eyes were shining brightly, and she couldn’t hide her smile. She stepped forward and

took his arm.

Such an intimate act annoyed Lamont. He pushed Leila away.

“What are you doing here?”

The unfamiliar tone deliberately widened the distance between the two.

“Lamont, I heard…” Leila was about to explain, but was interrupted by Lamont.

“I don’t care why you came back, but if you dare to harm Amelie, I don’t mind sending you abroad again!”

There were grievances of being separated for many years, but now she was warned by Lamont.

Her eyes became slightly red, but she held back her tears. All the sourness in her heart turned into resentment

towards Amelie.

“Lamont, you misunderstood me. We haven’t seen each other for so long, don’t you miss me?”

Leila changed the subject, trying to draw in the relationship between them.

“Misunderstandings? Are those things in the past all misunderstandings?”

“What?”

Leila was stunned, and her eyes dodged a little.

Lamont glanced at the hospital building. He did not go upstairs.

He knew that the relationship between them would not ease even if Amelie saw him again.

Calmly, He turned around and was about to leave.

“Lamont, where are you going?” Leila quickly reached out to grab him, but in vain.

Seeing his determined back, she couldn’t help but get angry.

Without Lamont’s consent, Leila still lived in the Byron house, thinking that she could receive the same treatment as

before.

But Miriam will not easily allow anyone to become her competitor.

After taking a bath upstairs, Leila swaggered downstairs, and happened to meet Miriam.

“Hey, why is Ms. Malpas still busy? Are you waiting for Lamont?”

At this time, Lamont was in the study.

Leila smiled, and looked up and down at Miriam, who was wearing professional attire, with sharp eyes.

“You are joking, right? Ms. Aylward. I’m just used to being busy.”

The words “used to” sounded harsh. Leila’s eyes suddenly became sharp.

“It seems that Lamont is well taken care of by you. As his fiancée, I have to express my gratitude. What do you

want? You might as well just ask.”

Leila was declaring her identity as the fiancée of Lamont.

Miriam’s face became stiff, and her palms were covered in cold sweat.

What she never expected was that Leila was that hard to deal with.