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Everett suspected that Amelia treated her daily tantrums as a workout routine; otherwise, how could she be so enthusiastic about it! Eira quickly grabbed Amelia's hand, "Mom, please stop making a scene, okay." "How am I making a scene?" Amelia immediately felt aggrieved, pointing at Everett and shouting, "You'd give up a fortune for him, but when I ask you to take me to a party, your first reaction is to refuse and disdain! If I can't even compare to him, what's the point of my life!" "What does this have to do with Everett!" Eira was at a loss for words. Her mom never missed a chance to scold Everett. Amelia's determination was clear: if she wasn't taken to the party, this matter would not end! One was full of grievances, the other exhausted. In the end, Everett stepped in, "The in