The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 64 Conflict
After all, more than half a month had passed. Less people were talking about the matter of Rick. The impact brought by public
opinion had already been suppressed to a minimum. The possibility of using this matter to threaten
Prosperity Global to give up the qualification for public performance was very slim.
But to let those four people perform together, Amelie still wanted to give it a try.
Thinking of this, Amelie immediately called Lamont.
Unexpectedly, Lamont directly hung up.
Amelie didn’t think too much about it and got busy with other things.
“Who is it?”
Macey looked at Lamont strangely. “Why aren’t you answering?”
“Nobody.” Lamont indifferently replied. He tapped the document in front of him with his pen, indicating that Macey should
concentrate on the meeting.
“Mr. Byron, please make a summary of today’s meeting.” A man who looked like a manager gestured to Lamont.
Lamont nodded and pushed the two sides of the suit forward. He tied a button and walked to the middle of the meeting room.
“Just as everyone can see, Prosperity Global is currently in...”
Macey looked at Lamont with a face full of doubt. Macey had a premonition that the phone call just now should have been from
that bitch Amelie.
When Miriam reported to Macey about Lamont going to the hospital to visit Amelie, Macey already felt that it was not simple.
Macey thought, it is not easy for me to kick Amelie out. Now, I absolutely cannot allow them to get along.
After the meeting ended, Macey hurriedly stopped Lamont, who wanted to leave.
“Come to my office. I have something to tell you.”
Lamont did not speak and just took it as a tacit agreement. However, before Lamont left, he gave Miriam a warning look

“What is it?”
Lamont sat down on the sofa with an impatient expression and lowered his head to look at his watch.
“Do you have feelings for Amelie?”
Looking at Lamont’s defiant appearance, Macey couldn’t help but get angry.
“No.”
The brief answer and perfunctory attitude immediately ignited Macey. Macey quickly walked over to Lamont, grabbed the watch
in his hand, and threw it on the table.
“What kind of attitude is this? Can’t you answer me properly?”
Lamont didn’t want to argue with Macey, so he silently took back his watch and blew away the dust.
Lamont didn’t expect such a reaction would make Macey angrier. In Macey’s eyes, it was like Lamont didn’t care about her at all.
“Lamont! Do you think that I can’t control you now?”
Because Macey’s office was surrounded by transparent glass walls, her words immediately attracted the attention of a few
people passing by outside the door.
No matter how calm Lamont was, he couldn’t sit still in the face of Macey’s indiscriminate scolding.
“Can’t control me? Are you afraid that you can’t control me? Miriam was arranged by you to be by my side, right? This has
already been installed with human–shaped monitoring beside me, yet you still can’t control me? You might as well use a chain to
lock me up!”
Lamont stood up from the sofa and looked down at Macey, who had long been frightened to the point of being frozen on the spot
by his words.
“You are my mother. I didn’t want to argue with you, but it is time for you to reflect on your actions.”
After a pause, Lamont said another sentence, “Don’t forget that I am in charge of the Byron family now.”

Macey trembled. Macey thought, Lamont emphasized this matter at this critical juncture. Could it be that Lamont knew about my
plan with Willard?
When Macey was in this momentary panic, Lamont had already pushed open the door and left.
Macey thought, when did he discover it?
Who told him?
How much did he know about this plan?
Macey had too many doubts in her mind, but she still did not dare to ask rashly. Once Macey alerted the enemy, this plan would
be completely ruined.
Lamont, who knew nothing about this, was only unhappy because of Macey’s almost perverted control.
After leaving the office, Lamont called Amelie back.
Since Amelie was discharged from the hospital, there was no news of her again. Lamont did not know how Amelie’s
body was recovering.
“Hello?”
“Did you just call me?”
“Wait a minute... Luciana, you and Akira practice this song again. It’s already done very well. Good luck!”
Then there was a burst of noisy footsteps, and Amelie’s voice came from the other side of the line.
“Well, I wanted to ask you how you have considered the public performance. However, I thought about it later. I don’t think it’s
possible.”
Lamont’s hand holding the phone gradually tightened. For some reason, Lamont had the urge to meet Amelie again.
“Come out and see me?”
“Reason?”

“Let’s talk about work or something.”
“If it’s about the public performance, I’m still interested. Otherwise, no.”
Lamont was speechless for a moment. He did not have a legitimate reason, and there was no room for negotiation about public
performance.
“If there is no reason, I’ll hang up first.”
“Wait...”
Before Lamont could finish, there was only the busy tone of a “beep” on the phone.
Lamont thought, this woman...
Amelie did not have time to chat with Lamont. Originally, Rohan and Sylvia prepared songs for the public performance, but
Rohan issued them as a discharge gift in advance.
After hurrying to Rohan’s practice room, Amelie heard the voices of the two arguing outside the door.
“If you can’t practice, then please leave now. Don’t find so many excuses.”
“But you were wrong to issue the songs in advance. It was prepared for public performance. You wasted everyone’s efforts
because of your desires!”
“I’ll emphasize it one more time. This song was completed by me and Katrina. Other than the two sentences you sang, no one
else participated in the production. Why am I not qualified to issue my hard work in advance?”
“What about me? You suddenly made a new song. I have tried my best to accept it, but you still think that my progress is slow!”
“Who are you blaming? You are not capable enough and can’t keep up with my rhythm. It is still the same sentence. Since you
chose to cooperate with me, you must be prepared to face all the unknown possibilities.”
“Rohan! You are going too far!”
Sylvia shouted the last sentence. Amelie heard a rush of footsteps coming to the door. Amelie did not have time to avoid it. She
bumped into Sylvia who suddenly opened the door.

“Ms. Ms. Mullen.”
Sylvia paused, but still left.
Amelie saw the situation in the practice room. All kinds of music scores were thrown on the ground, and the guitar Sylvia liked, at
this time, was also lying alone on the wooden floor.