The Secret Trillionaire

chapter 28

The soft rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across Amelia's room as she groaned softly, her eyelids fluttering open. As consciousness slowly returned to her, she felt a heaviness weighing down her limbs, and her head throbbed with a dull ache.

she struggled to get up, and sat up on the bed holding her head. she felt very tired, and empty headed.

Dragging herself to the bathroom, she Turned on the faucet, she splashed cold water onto her face. just then, Images flashed before her mind's eye: Oliver's tense confrontation with Fred, the shattered glass of the car window, and the

"what?, yeah, I could remember, I saw Oliver, what the hell is he fighting Fred for", she uttered to herself.

Leaning against the sink, she closed her eyes, just then, she could heard someone pressing the intercom. she made her way to the door, walking like a zombie and checked who it was on the monitor, it was Fred.

she opened the door for him.

"Hello, good morning, how a