The Return of the Disguised Princess

The Return of the Disguised Princess Chapter 163

Chapter 163 Traitor

Amelie barely looked in the direction of the voice, and it was Lamont who came and punched Jay with a face full of

anger.

“Touch her, I will kill you!”

Amelie took a deep breath and used her last strength to call out Lamont’s name.

“Lamont, you almost lost me”

If it wasn’t because he was in a hurry to see Amelie, Jay would have been beaten and permanently disabled by

Lamont.

“Cynthia told you to come here, and you came here. And you ran to such a far place to eat for a fucking script, and

risked your life.”

Lamont took off his clothes and wrapped Amelie up, while complaining about Amelie, he didn’t know whether it was

disgust or distress.

He hugged Amelie horizontally, only to feel her body burning hot.

“Mr. Byron, at what time are you still blaming me?”

Amelie’s voice was a little aggrieved, and tears actually fell from the corners of her eyes.

“Extremely tired, exhausted…”

Amelie was talking nonsense while still clutching the room card tightly in her hand, just

in time to fall into Lamont’s sight.

Thinking that she could no longer bear the toss of the journey back and forth, Lamont thought over and over again

and went to the hotel next door with Amelie in his arms.

Along the way, Amelie kept talking nonsense, rubbing her head back and forth in

Byron’s arms, and Lamont suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

“Stupid, who has been drugged by others again and again, and takes it for nothing.”

This time, Lamont really disliked Amelie, and when he put Amelie on the bed, Mullen started to be dishonest again,

pulling Lamont to not let go.

“Don’t touch me, go away! Go away! Mr. Byron, save me, save me!”

Lamont frowned slightly. The night she had a high fever five years ago, Amelie took his hand and called Mr. Byron

for the whole night.

I don’t know why, during this period of time, Lamont’s mind kept thinking about the days when he was with Amelie,

which made him very annoyed.

“I am here.”

Time passed by, Amelie took Lamont’s hand, and Lamont could only sit by the bed to accompany her. Later, Amelie

kept talking nonsense about Byron’s name, and Lamont ignored it from the beginning, and turned it into a sentence

of patient response.

After a while, Amelie suddenly sat up from the bed, looked at Lamont with red eyes, and Lamont was also taken

aback.

“What are you doing?”

Lamont was a little displeased, his brows were tightly locked, Amelie suddenly put her arms around Lamont’s neck,

and squeezed into his arms, which caught Byron off guard

for a long time.

Followed by Amelie’s self–blaming cry.

“I’m sorry Mr. Byron, I offended Chris Garcia.”

Lamont asked with a cold face.

“How did you offend him?”

Amelie cried even harder, sobbing slightly in Lamont’s arms.

“He wanted to take advantage of me, but I gave him a slap in the face. He said that I was not good, and he wanted

to terminate all cooperation with Prosperity Global Entertainment. I’m sorry, Mr. Byron, I got into trouble, and I’m

sorry for you.”

Later, it was Amelie who kept apologizing, but made Lamont laugh. This was the first time he laughed from the

bottom of his heart in front of Mullen.

“He doesn’t dare, you should slap his mouth a few times next time.”

Amelie was taken aback suddenly, stopped crying and looked up at Lamont. How long had it been since she saw

Lamont smile?

Unable to hold back, Amelie’s kiss touched his lips.

The next day, Amelie was woken up by a large amount of sunlight coming in from the gap in the hotel curtains.

She stretched out her hand to block part of the light that fell on her face, struggled to open her eyes, and when she

sat up, a violent dizziness and tinnitus came from her

head.

The severe pain in the head made Amelie tired all over. The wine last night must be fake wine, just like Cynthia.

Amelie still remembered the sworn feud with Cynthia last night.

The sound of splashing water from the bathroom made Amelie instantly alert. Was there anyone else in the hotel?

Amelie actually forgot what happened last night.

Looking at the messy clothes on the ground and the naked body under the quilt, it’s hard not to associate with that

incident, which blind beast dared to take advantages of

her.

Just as she was thinking, the sound of water flowing in the bathroom stopped, and the person who came turned out

to be Lamont. Amelie’s heartbeat accelerated, and the blood flooded his brain. How could it be Lamont.

Seeing Amelie’s bewildered face, Lamont couldn’t help but let out a sneer, when Amelie was not divorced, she

rarely saw him dressed so revealingly.

The lower body was only for a bath towel, and the upper body was completely exposed in front of Amelie’s eyes.

The wet hair was still dripping, and Amelie almost had a

nosebleed.

Damn, I haven’t figured out what’s going on, yet this man, Lamont, showed off again.

Amelie cleared her throat, and was about to ask what happened to the two of them, but Lamont preempted her.

“You don’t want to say that you have forgotten what happened last night, do you?”

Amelie was annoyed, he said everything that should be said and should not be said, so how can I ask myself?

If there was a crack in the ground now, Amelie will definitely get in and die.

Lamont looked at the mess on the ground, with a joke on his lips.

“Ms. Mullen should know what happened last night, right? Isn’t it obvious?”

“Lamont, you have no shame!”

The scolding spread in Amelie’s heart, as long as she met his eyes, she would have a sense of being underrated.

“Ms. Mullen, don’t you want to turn your face and deny anyone?”

Am I that kind of person!

Amelie went crazy in her heart, and silently scolded this man several times in her heart.

Seeing Lamont approaching herself little by little, Amelie’s heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and it was about

to jump out of her throat.

“Can I help Ms. Mullen recall, last night…”

Lamont approached Amelie, describing all the unsightly scenes last night word by word

in her ear.

“We were deeply in love last night. It was Ms. Mullen who took the initiative…”

“Okay, don’t talk anymore, I don’t want to hear it!”

Amelie was interrupted before she finished speaking, her face flushed, and she shrank herself into the quilt to

escape from this reality.

Lamont’s hearty laughter resounded in the room, and when Amelie poked her head out again, Lamont was already

dressed.

Only herself was still naked in the bed, not to mention how ugly it was.

But Lamont still had a conscience. Nobody knew where to get the white dress. It was elegant and not noble, and it

suited Amelie’s appetite.

“The clothes are all dirty, so I have threw them away. I asked my assistant to send you new clothes, which were the

size five years ago.”

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After finishing speaking, Lamont opened the door to leave, but was stopped by Amelie.

“Why, Ms. Mullen wants me to stay and watch you change?”

Amelie’s face turned red again, “Who wants you to watch me change clothes, pervert! I don’t know anyone here,

how can I go back after you leave?”

Lamont snorted coldly, she also knew that the people here were unfamiliar? You also know that you can’t find it?

“Since you know that you still come here to take risks, it should really serve you right!”

After all, Lamont opened the door and went out. Amelie felt that a scumbag like Lamont might really leave her

here, and tears rolled in her eyes in an instant. She was afraid that Jay would retaliate her.

“Waiting for you downstairs!”

Hearing Lamont’s words, Amelie let go of her hanging heart.

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After Lamont closed the door, a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn’t know when he

felt that bullying this woman had become his greatest

pleasure.

Amelie changed clothes very quickly, probably because she was really afraid that Lamont would abandon her and

leave.

“I’m ready.”

Lamont in the reception hall was wearing a high–tailored suit, his slender left leg was draped over his right leg, and

he was holding a newspaper in his hand. He didn’t raise his head inadvertently until he heard Amelie’s voice.

Amelie stood in front of him in a long white dress, and he was in a trance for a moment.

She was more beautiful, more temperamental than five years ago, and even had her own unique style. It was not

until after the divorce that Lamont discovered that this woman. still had many sides that he had never seen before.

For example, now, this long white dress was the one that Amelie fell in love with on his birthday five years ago, but

that day she saw Lamont shopping with other women, and got angry with him after returning home.

In a fit of anger, Lamont stopped all the black cards in her hand, but this dress was not brought home by Amelie.

But in fact, Amelie didn’t know that Lamont had already bought this dress back home,

but he never had the chance to give it away. He didn’t expect to see Amelie wearing this dress again, but after the

divorce.

Amelie has so many favorite clothes, she should have forgotten this one long ago, but Lamont had always

remembered it.

Just like now, Amelie should have no feelings for him long ago. She harmed her grandfather, but he always

remembers the past five years.

“Mr. Byron?”

Lamont came back to his senses, Amelie’s slender white hand was shaking in front of him under the sun, it was

time to go back to the company.

Prosperity Global entertainment.

Cynthia came to the company with a dark face, because yesterday Lamont rescued the scene and ruined all her

plans in time, she was very angry.

Especially when she arrived at the company and saw Lamont and Amelie come back together, and Amelie even

changed into another outfit, this was a great insult to Cynthia in her heart.

“Amelie! Great, you’re fine!”

Janicer ignored Cynthia and ran from her side to stand in front of Amelie. Afterwards, the artists in the practice

room surrounded Amelie.

“I heard what happened last night from Janice, are you all right, Amelie?”

“I heard that Jay is a notorious pervert. He didn’t do anything to you, did he?”

“Cynthia is not good, how can she leave you there?”

series of voices came to Cynthia’s ears, and her anger soared little by little. She wanted to rush over to teach these

gossipers a lesson, but they had Lamont’s support beside

her.

Why did someone support Amelie every time, but no one supported her every time?

Cynthia was so angry that she stuck her neck, gritted her teeth and rushed forward.