Amelia Wright’s words were accusations that cried blood. Bess Bennett moved her seat slightly for rescue, and in an instant, her face turned deathly pale with pain, too weak to argue back. Amelia continued, "You adopted me when I was a child just to have a free maid. You’ve bullied me for years. I have nothing to do with you anymore. Mr. Wright appreciated my talent in jewelry design, and I had no strength to refuse. Yet now, you’ve done such a vicious thing to harm me. Rest assured, I, Amelia Wright, will not go to Wright Corporation, nor will I take a penny of your Wright family’s estate!" The onlookers were shocked. Is this the truth behind the situation? An adopted daughter with no support, oppressed for years, finally breaking free from the adoption relationship. Then the adoptive father valued her talent and forcibly kept her. But the adoptive mother, afraid she’d inherit the family property, plotted a car accident to harm her. It’s indeed a bit too tragic. It’s said that at the Smith family’s birthday banquet, many people could tell that Amelia Wright was coerced, saying Mr. Wright wouldn’t let her go to other companies. At this moment, the bumper stabbed into Bess Bennett’s thigh was sawed off. The ambulance doctor said, "Everyone quiet down. Now we need to get the person out first. It’s too dangerous to move around at this time." Amelia obediently quieted down, pale and fragile. Bess Bennett was in excruciating pain but still shouted with effort, "Amelia, you..." Just as she uttered two words, the doctor injected a sedative, interrupted with a stern face, "Quiet down. Your main artery is now pierced. If the iron rod in your leg is pulled out, you’d bleed to death. The more agitated you are, the quicker the blood flows. If you don’t want to die, shut up!" Bess Bennett was frightened by the word ’death’. She was indeed desperate, but she didn’t want to die. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱 Otherwise, she wouldn’t have worn a thick down jacket to avoid getting seriously injured. Amelia gloomily said, "Mrs. Bennett, calm down. I won’t press charges for today’s incident. Everyone, please step aside and don’t interfere with the rescue." A half-paralyzed Bess Bennett must not die. Living is more interesting. The crowd looked at Amelia, thinking she truly had a kind heart. Even after being harmed , she still worried about affecting the rescue and didn’t pursue the matter. If they were harmed by someone, they’d probably wish the other person dead. Bess Bennett couldn’t speak anymore, breathing rapidly out of anger, bleeding faster by a third. The firefighters and doctors worked together to rescue Bess Bennett from the driver’s seat. Bess Bennett was placed on a stretcher. Due to neck vertebrae issues, she couldn’t sit up, only able to lie down and was quickly rushed to the hospital. The traffic police handled the scene, had the crashed car towed away, and dispersed the crowd. Amelia didn’t go to the hospital. After everyone left, Robert Reed quietly asked, "Amelia, what exactly happened?" Robert had heard that Amelia was skilled in racing, and he instinctively felt things might not be so simple. Amelia furrowed her brows but still replied, "Bess Bennett wanted to ram me with her car. I found out and let her crash into it." Matt Rowe, listening on the side, was shocked and couldn’t help but interject, "What? You did this!" Amelia coldly glanced at Matt Rowe, "Watch your words, Old Rowe. Let me say it again, Bess Bennett wanted to hit me, I just didn’t dodge." Matt Rowe was shocked and asked again, "So all those accusations you made before, were they lies?" Amelia indifferently said, "Most of them are true. The only difference is that I resisted. What, does Old Rowe want to take back the promises made to me because of this?" This little difference is enough to make the facts vastly different. Now, everyone thinks Amelia is a pitiful girl being oppressed. Who knew this car accident happened with Amelia’s permission. Matt Rowe now understood Robert Reed’s earlier meaning; speaking directly to him, not setting him up, is Amelia’s greatest respect. Matt Rowe sighed, "But this car accident... you were too ruthless." Amelia’s tone suddenly turned sharp, "Am I ruthless? I just didn’t dodge. If the other side only wanted to brush past, of course she wouldn’t get hurt. She wanted to harm me severely, now she’s harmed herself. Is that called ruthless? Or does Old Rowe mean that I should have been the one seriously injured to be magnanimous." Matt Rowe was silent for a moment. He hadn’t seen a girl before. But Amelia was right, she just didn’t dodge. How was she wrong? The other person pressed the accelerator so fiercely, wanting to hurt Amelia badly, then ended up hurting herself terribly. It’s not about how ruthless Amelia is, but how hard that person hit the accelerator, perhaps even wanting Amelia’s life. The grievances of these wealthy families usually aren’t this ruthless, even schemes are rarely brought to light. Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Matt Rowe couldn’t say Amelia did anything wrong. Robert Reed suddenly reached out, pulling Matt Rowe aside, and said harshly, "If you were abused for twenty years, could you still stand here making sarcastic comments? I believe everything Amelia did was justified. She wouldn’t hurt others casually." Rose Taylor also nodded, shielding Amelia behind her, and said to Matt Rowe, "I’ve harmed Amelia many times, but today I saved her, and she still thanked me. She’s someone who distinguishes clearly between gratitude and grievances." Matt Rowe smiled wryly, "What are you doing, I didn’t say anything about that." Robert Reed glared at Matt Rowe, and the group said nothing further. Amelia still had a few scratches, and Robert Reed took Amelia back to Ink Manor. Amelia originally wanted to return to the old town, but Robert Reed was uneasy. After such a car accident, even if there seemed to be no injuries, she should still get checked out. Amelia couldn’t go to the hospital, so the plan was to go to Ink Manor, where he could bring in a doctor. As for the Wright family, that was even more out of the question. Under Robert Reed’s strong insistence, Amelia had to immediately call Hailey Smith, asking her to pack up her things and return to the old town. Hailey was stunned upon hearing there was a car accident. He wanted to die; every time he had something and wasn’t around, Young Madam would have an incident. The Young Master would definitely think he couldn’t even protect a single person well. But the thing was, today Young Madam didn’t let him follow, asking him to keep an eye on Oliver Wright, saying she was just going out for a bit and would be back soon. Hailey took Young Madam’s suitcase, wanting to cry but having no tears, and quickly left the Wright family. Of course, even if they left now, they could still hear about the Wright family’s news first-hand. Even the cleaning staff were their people in the Wright family now. While holding a meeting in the company, Oliver Wright received a call from the hospital. Recently, business at Wright Corporation was brisk, vaguely making a mark in this circle. In the future, when Amelia entered the company, the benefits would be immeasurable. Feeling good, Oliver picked up the phone, his expression gradually turning dark. "Why call me? I’m already divorced from Bess Bennett, let her go to hell!"