Chapter 131

Amelia didn’t go over because she knew what would happen with Landon’s hands on her waist.

“Thanks, but no.” Amelia hurried to the bathroom to get changed.

Landon withdrew his hands indignantly after his little trick failed.

When could he make some substantial progress in this relationship?

During the lunch break, Amelia went to a beauty salon to alleviate the pain in her back.

There, she ran into Elaine again. “Speak of the devil!” she thought.

Elaine shot Amelia a hostile glare. “What are you doing here?”

“None of your business,” Amelia replied coldly.

“You shouldn’t be here!” Elaine sneered, her nose in the air.

“Ms. Atkinson, does your family own this place?”

“No. The Atkinson family would never stoop to such petty business.”

“Why are you here then?”

“I’m here to spend money!” Elaine lifted her chin proudly.

Amelia pulled out her bank card. “What a coincidence! I’m here to spend money too.” Without hesitation, she signed up for the best service with 300 thousand dollars.

Elaine planted her hands on her hips and snapped, “Don’t you dare waste Landon’s money!”

“What’s wrong with you? Gloria says nothing when I spend Landon’s money,” Amelia shot back.

The beautician quickly signaled to her colleague to defuse the tension in fear of the loss of their VIP clients. “Ms. Atkinson, this way, please.”

“Mrs. Kingsley, please come with me.”

The two beauticians led Amelia and Elaine away respectively. Elaine felt obliged to do something because it was rare for Amelia to be alone. Soon, a plan was formed.

Elaine thought viciously, “Didn’t Amelia win Landon’s heart with her outstanding appearance? I will disfigure her today, so she can’t bewitch Landon anymore.”

After the massage, Amelia felt much better. The mud mask arrived, and the beautician intended to help Amelia remove the makeup.

Amelia checked the time and politely declined, “No, as it is running out of time.”

“Okay, Mrs. Kingsley.” The beautician took the mud to another VIP customer because she felt it a pity to dump the mask.

After a shower, Amelia was ready to head back to her office.

Right then, a horrifying scream came from another room. A beautician dashed out in a panic and shouted, “Help! Ms. Atkinson’s face is ruined!”

Amelia frowned as she thought, “How come? All the ingredients chosen by this salon are great!”

“Call an ambulance! My face…” In a bathrobe, Elaine appeared with her face covered by her hands.

The yellow facial mask had been torn a bit, so the terrifying blisters came into view.

Amelia instinctively touched her own face, thinking, “Why did that happen?”

The salon was cautious with its choices of products because all its clients were either rich or powerful. What had happened to Elaine’s face?

“What are you waiting for? Send me to the hospital!” Elaine screamed, and her shouts alarmed the other customers.

Within moments, the salon was in chaos. Amelia was pushed into a corner.

Elaine was rushed to the hospital, and her beautician, Jenny Hacker, slumped onto the floor with a pale face.

“Not my fault. The mud mask is the problem. Ms. Atkinson complained of the pain soon after I put the mask on her face. Her face got blisters when I took the mask off…” Jenny explained.

“Nonsense! Our facial mask is of good quality,” the manager of the salon insisted firmly.

“On my life. There is some left in the bowl. Have it tested!” Jenny pleaded desperately.

Scared, the other customers began to question the quality of the mask.

“Ladies, calm down. I assure you that our product is perfectly safe.” Speaking, the manager let Jenny bring the rest of the mud mask over.

Later, she said, “No, its color is not right. Who made it?”

“Lelia Abner brought it to me,” Jenny responded.

Lelia was the beautician who had served Amelia. With a long face, she argued, “I got the mud from the product team. I am innocent. Mrs. Kingsley didn’t need to clear up her face, so I, out of pity, sent the mud to the room next door…”

Amelia’s expression changed drastically. It turned out Amelia was the target of the problematic mud.

“Manager, a thorough investigation is necessary,” Amelia demanded sternly.

Elaine got disfigured, and Amelia was involved in this matter. The manager of the salon broke out into a cold sweat. “Relax, Mrs. Kingsley. I will call the police to get to the truth.”

Soon, the police arrived. Statements were taken, evidence was collected, and the salon was temporarily shut down.

Amelia was interrogated because the problematic mud had been sent to her room first.

Lingering fear haunted her. She would have been disfigured if she hadn’t had other schedules. What a narrow escape!

“Honey!” Landon maneuvered his wheelchair through the throng with unmistakable anxiety on his face.

“Why are you here?” Amelia asked in surprise. Given the relationship between the Atkinson family and the Kingsley family, she couldn’t help but suspect that Landon had come for Elaine.

Landon looked Amelia up and down while holding her hands. “Is everything alright?”

Amelia shook her head. “Elaine’s face got ruined.”

“Thank goodness you are fine. Let’s get out of here,” Landon said.

“Did you come all the way just for me?”

“Or?” Landon asked, “I read the news and came to pick you up. It’s dangerous outside, so let’s hire a beautician to serve you at home.”

“Alright…” Amelia was moved. “Won’t you go check on Elaine since she is disfigured?”

“Why should I?” Landon asked with conspicuous displeasure.

Guilty, Amelia murmured, “The Atkinson family and the Kingsley family have been friends for generations. Her family isn’t here, so I think the Kingsley family will shelter her…”

“She has nothing to do with me.” Landon snorted as he thought, “Amelia wants me to be concerned about Elaine! How ridiculous! I will teach her a good lesson.”

Hearing Landon, Amelia blushed. “I have faith in you. I just worry about the business between the two families…”

“Is the business more important than your husband?” Landon pulled a long face. “How would you like it if I told you to worry about another man?”

Amelia chuckled. “That won’t happen.” In Norava, she knew only one man, and that was Landon.

“Whatever. Don’t push me to other women.”

“Alright, alright.” Speaking, Amelia pushed Landon out of the salon. Who had prepared the problematic mud for Amelia? Would Elaine be disfigured forever?