Amelia stepped back, her body as tense as a violin string about to snap. Her eyes, previously filled with surprise, now shone with a mixture of fear and determination.

"Did you plan this? Did you know it was me?" she asked, her tone bewildered.

"Of course I knew. Why do you think you’re here? You’re no match for me; I’m not going to let you win," he said, fixing her with a sharp expression. "This will serve to gather the necessary evidence to prove to a judge that you aren't the upright woman y