Chapter 1572

Fiona really didn't want to put Keaton in a tough spot, but she wasn't the type to let things slide without settling the score.

"Now that everything's out in the open, don't you think it's time we address my issue?" Fiona's voice hung in the air, capturing everyone's attention.

The crowd was bewildered-what else could Fiona possibly want to address?

Within seconds, Patricia's expression shifted to one of fear. She took a step back, avoiding Fiona's gaze like it held some kind of power.

Keaton stepped forward, trying to calm Fiona down. Even if there was a problem, it could wait until they were back at school to sort it out.

"You accused me of murder, yet here I stand, not a murderer. So, how are we going to settle this?" Fiona's smile was edged with a hint of frost.

Nobody spoke up to clarify. Fiona had seen this coming, her voice steady, her eyes gleaming like clear-cut gems.

"What do you want?" one of the women finally asked.

said softly, a calm smile touching

as sheets. No one

could she even handle apologies from all of

just doesn't know when to quit. So

who do you think you

not apologizing. What are you

is too funny. A high school kid thinking she can make us parents apologize. What nerve! What's

showed no hint of amusement, only a cool detachment in

at anyone, just turned slightly to see Nash, still leaning against a big oak tree, yawning now and

safe, knowing no one would support Fiona.

if these folks wanted to ruin Fiona,

villain has their match'?" Fiona sneered, her words like ice. "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. If you don't

you can threaten us? The woman who

finger right in

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