"


    Normally, Finnian would have ignored such a notification without a second nce, but this time, he caught the name “Amarise” and immediately tapped on it.


    A few minutester, Finnian, sitting on his sofa, felt his expression darken. His brow furrowed into a tight knot of displeasure.


    "What''s wrong? Who pissed you off?"


    Dorian, who had moved in with Finnian after a massive fight with Elysia, emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a white robe, towel-drying his hair as he spoke.


    Finnian didn''t answer. His fingers flew across his phone screen until he stopped on a particr page, his eyes fixed on the disy, his face growing stormier by the second.


    Dorian''s curiosity was piqued. Finn was short-tempered, sure, but he was also a master at concealing his emotions. What could possibly have gotten him this worked up?


    He walked over and peered at Finnian''s phone. It was ament thread. "Amarise and Keith are a perfect match! He''s handsome, she''s beautiful, one''s a screenwriter, the other''s a star, and they''re childhood best friends. They''repatible in every way. Just get married already!"


    Dorian burst outughing and pped Finnian on the shoulder.


    "You''re getting angry over *this*? Why are you letting a bunch of anonymous trolls get to you? You know how people are online."


    "Finnian, we''ve known each other our whole lives. I never knew you could be this childish."


    Finnian shoved his hand away. "When are you going home?" he asked coldly.<fn40ba> Read full story at </fn40ba>


    "Whoa, did I hit a nerve? Getting a little defensive, are we? Fine, fine, I''ll shut up,"


    Dorian said, holding up his hands in surrender.


    Finnian scrolled down a little further, his anger ring as he sawment afterment shipping Amara and Keith. Finally, unable to take it anymore, he called Will and ordered him to get the ounts that posted the top-votedments deleted.


    Listening from the side, Dorian couldn''t hold back hisughter.


    "You''re really that petty? You can''t even handle a few people shipping them? This is priceless..."


    The story circted online for two days before finally dying down. But unlike before, no one was mocking Amara''s appearance anymore Instead, everyone was praising her beauty, and she and Keith had gained a legion of shippers,


    That afternoon, Amara received a call from Larry Sullivan, asking her toe over to the Sullivan family home for dinner. After a moment''s thought, she agreed.


    She knew Larry had released Elowen Sullivan and figured this dinner invitation was his way of making amends.


    Amara wasn''t particrly concerned about it, though. She was leaving for Zion soon and wouldn''t be able to keep an eye on the Sullivan family. Her only worry was what would happen if a crisis erupted, while stre was gone.


    She decided to let it go. Zion and Wye were close enough—just an hour or two by ne. As long as nothing urgent happened during the few days she was inbor, she could always fly back in time.


    After getting ready, Amara arrived at the Sullivan estate. As she entered the living room, she saw Larry standing by the sofa, speaking to a servant.


    Fiona Faye Sullivan and Elowen were sitting quietly to one side. Though they said nothing, their eyes burned with a venomous resentment that made it clear they hated her to their core.


    Amara had already burned her bridges with Fiona and Elowen, and after what Elowen had done, she felt no need to put on a show of friendship for Larry''s benefit, even if she wasn''t ready for an open confrontation.