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Drake cut her off by pushing the flat of his finger against Nicole's parted lips and muttered hoarsely, “Don’t be too loud or you’ll wake the kids.”




Nicole immediately fell silent, but when she saw the wicked amusement in his eyes, she went on to push him.




When he got off her, she couldn’t help noticing the sudden change in him from the waist down.




 This made her flush as she thought, Oh, for heaven’s sake, must he be so obvious?

Drake was frustrated as well, and there was a pained look on his handsome face as he drawled in a low and husky voice, “I’ll get going, then.”




Without another word, Nicole clambered off the bed and went over to open the front door for him.




 She watched him leave and vowed never to let him past the threshold ever again. She knew now how dangerous Drake could get; there was a beast in him that could attack at any given moment.




Presently, the rain had yet to stop, and it wasn’t until after Drake had gone out of sight that Nicole realized she had not given him an umbrella.




 He had parked his car some distance away from the apartment, and at this rate, he would be soaked before he got to his car.




 She was about to sympathize with him when she figured that he needed to cool off under the rain, what with the abrupt and heated moment they had shared just minutes ago.




Meanwhile, over at the hospital, Amelia was tortured by the thought of Nicole and Drake hanging out together. 




That girl probably has some trick up her sleeve that she’ll use to seduce Drake. With that in mind, Amelia barreled out of the hospital that same night.




It was dawn when Amelia called the number of the driver Drake had assigned to her. 




The driver was supposed to ensure that she was safely driven from one point to another.




“Mr. Connell, can I ask if you know where the Butler Residence is?” Amelia asked as soon as she boarded the vehicle.




“Do you wish to drop by the Butler Residence, Miss Chapman?” Bruce asked, surprised.




"Yes, please drop me off there. It's an emergency," she said imperiously.




Bruce had seen how kind and gracious Drake treated Amelia, so he did not question her as he pulled away from the curb, thereafter driving over to the Butler Residence.




Half an hour later, Amelia found herself standing before an opulent man orfronted by elegant columns.




 She swallowed. When it came to the heart of the city, real estate was scarce and expensive, and to own such a stately home here took more than just wealth.




In fact, it took real power. Amelia suddenly realized how little she knew about the Butler Family; everything she knew about Drake she had gleaned from magazines and newspapers as well as introductory pieces from the media. 




Now that she was standing here and taking in the grandeur of his family home, she felt her ambition grow.




She wanted more than anything to become the mistress of this fine home. She wanted to live here and be Drake's wife.




Amelia still had two brothers who came after her, and her position in her own family had always been overshadowed by her male siblings. 




She had spent her whole life frantically trying to escape that life. She would always be overlooked, be it at home or in society, and she lusted after a life of indulgence and luxury.




 She wanted to make something on her own, or have power to wield.




As of now, she had a shortcut to achieving her dreams, and she would do all that she could to hold on to it..




She would not hesitate to cut down those who got in her way more specifically, Nicole and her kids.




With renewed determination, Amelia squared her shoulders and rang the bell next to the side door. A maid came up to the door and spoke through it, asking politely, “Are you looking for someone, miss?”.




“Hi, I’m here to see Old Madam Butler,” Amelia replied. She had read from the papers that Old Madam Butler, Drake's grandmother, was the matriarch of the family.




“Could you please fill in your details here? We’ll let you in after we’ve verified your identity.” The maid handed her a clipboard with a form on it.




Amelia did as she was told and even handed over her identity card. After waiting outside for ten minutes or so, she was finally allowed to pass through the door.




At that moment, Jodie Butler was having breakfast in an elegant pavilion when she heard that a young woman wanted to see her.




 Stunned, she wondered briefly if the woman in question was Nicole. "Is it Miss Chapman?"




"No, Old Madam Butler. It's a lady by the name of Amelia; she said that she's a friend of Young Master Drake."




Elegantly dabbing the comers of her lips, Jodie Butler said, "Send her in!".




Not long after, she was greeted by the sight of a young woman who had followed the maid through to the pavilion. 




Jodie Butler had initially planned on seeing Nicole today, but this unexpected guest certainly had her guessing. Who in the world is this girl?