Chapter 1597

"Ms. Fiona, I've never done you any wrong, so why are you treating me like this?" Angel stood up, trembling with anger, pointing a shaky finger at Fiona. "I know you're close to Mr. Ford, and I just wanted to introduce myself. Maybe even form a connection. Even if you're not into socializing, you shouldn't treat people like dirt!" Fiona stayed quiet. A perfect example of using someone else to do the dirty work!

With everyone around murmuring and pointing fingers, Fiona calmly finished her last bite of shrimp cocktail before setting down her utensils. She had suspected this banquet would be trouble.

"What nonsense are you all spewing!" Nash rushed over, pushing Angel aside to shield Fiona. "She's nothing like what you're accusing her of."

Nash's defense only seemed to fuel the gossip.

"Who would've thought Fiona was so crafty? Not only has she charmed Mr. Ford, but she's also got the young Woods heir wrapped around her finger, speechless."

Fiona gently tugged on Nash's sleeve, signaling him to drop it.

"I didn't know that at this event, even the Woods family had no say."

Jackson's voice cut through the crowd, and people automatically parted as he approached. Meeting Fiona's gaze, he smiled slightly, "Fiona, have you had enough?"

"Yes, I'm good."

"Then let's head home."

"Okay."

stunned to react as the trio gracefully

the event's news spread like wildfire, with Fiona becoming the center of public scrutiny, labeled a heartbreaker. Meanwhile, rumors swirled about Jackson having a

didn't even bother looking

the

ID, Fiona felt a headache coming on. It was Nash's mother, who

in his

the current rumors, she wouldn't

all these years just

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not what

don't care what it is, bring Fiona home tomorrow.

you just want Fiona to bring you some fresh, exciting design drafts," Jackson teased, chuckling. "Fiona's still young, and you don't find

be like this? Enough talk,

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