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Mrs. Robinson faltered. “I… I didn’t know. Edmond never told me. I just assumed things were as they appeared…”
Amelia let out a cold, dismissive laugh.
“Blanche used substandard materials that harmed countless users. She completely tarnished the reputation of this
technology.”
“But my father saw it coming. He ensured the core tech was still under development with his overseas research team. The version you released was already obsolete.”
The confidence drained from Mrs. Robinson’s face. Her earlier arrogance shriveled into pale embarrassment.
“But even so… you could’ve protected Edmond’s reputation. He loved you! And now you’re stealing his business right in
front of him-how could you do that to him?”
Amelia chuckled coldly.
“Ma’am, allow me to remind you again.”
“Your beloved son has absolutely nothing to do with me. We never got married. The woman he actually married was Blanche Flores-you know, the maid who got fired?”
The room exploded with gasps. The reporters zeroed in on Mrs. Robinson like a pack of wolves.
“Is that true?!”
“You’re lying! That’s ridiculous!” Mrs. Robinson snapped, her chest heaving as she turned and smacked Edmond on the arm. “Tell them it’s not true! You’re a Robinson! How could you marry a backwater maid instead of the daughter of the Austin family?!”
Amelia couldn’t help but laugh again. She’d asked herself that same question so many times.
Why did Edmond choose Blanche?
Maybe because Amelia had once loved him so foolishly, so fiercely, that it inflated his ego. He believed she’d never leave him-so he treated her like she never would.
Now Edmond stood like a child caught in a lie, head bowed, his eyes shadowed by his messy fringe.
“Mother…” His voice trembled. “Everything Amelia said is true. I wronged her. I actually came today to propose a partnership.”
The crowd went silent. Edmond stepped forward and placed a thick folder on the table.
“Despite recent setbacks, the Robinson Group still leads in mechanical manufacturing.”
“If you’ll consider collaborating on this new line, I’ll cut the production costs to base rate and provide top-tier materials. All
I ask… is for one chance.”
Amelia stared at him, stunned.
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The same man who once stood so high above her was now begging for her cooperation. If this had happened years ago, she might’ve been overjoyed. But not now.
She shook her head.
“My only partner is my husband’s company. The Ellison Group has always outperformed yours in manufacturing. This latest line of bionic limbs was produced by them. So no-there won’t be a ‘next time’.”
The crowd erupted again. This time, with open mockery.
“Didn’t that old lady just threaten to sue? Looks like she’s the one getting sued now!”
“Watching someone slam themselves with their own words is chef’s kiss.”
“No wonder Edmond turned out like this. His mother really paved the way!”
Mrs. Robinson’s face twisted in rage, but she couldn’t utter a word. She grabbed Edmond’s arm, pulling him toward the
exit.
“Come on, son! Don’t beg her anymore. She’s a two-faced woman who doesn’t deserve your time!”
But before they could leave, Amelia’s voice rang out:
“Mrs. Robinson, I’m not finished.”
“When I worked at the Robinson Group, Edmond abused his power and enabled Blanche to produce defective prosthetics, tarnishing my father’s designs.”
“I’ll be filing a lawsuit for defamation, and for what Blanche did to my daughter-she put a razor blade in the crib and nearly killed her.”
The room fell dead silent.
Far from ruining Amelia’s reputation, this incident won her immense public sympathy. Her new generation of bionic limbs launched to rave reviews, praised for being affordable, reliable, and beautifully designed.
Thanks to her, many people with disabilities were finally able to live full, independent lives.
And for the first time, Amelia stepped out from behind the curtain. With legal counsel by her side, she officially filed charges against Edmond and Blanche.
Panicked, Mrs. Robinson sprang into action. Fearing for her son’s future, she ordered Blanche to be released from the basement that very night-and handed her a fat envelope.
“Take the money. Go turn yourself in and confess to everything.”
“If you dare drag my son down with you, I’ll make your life a living hell.”
“And don’t forget-your son is still in our hands. One wrong move, and you’ll never see him again.”
Blanche trembled and nodded. “I understand. I’ll confess. I’ll take all the blame.”
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But once she arrived at the police station, her expression had completely changed.
“I admit it-I did everything. But you can’t do much to me.”
She placed a hand on her belly and smirked.
“Because I’m pregnant. Four months along. And the baby belongs to Edmond Robinson.”
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