Chapter 1710

Yvenne's heart nearly stopped as she followed Fiona's gaze out the window, feeling a sudden rush of panic. Could Fiona have caught on to her scheme?

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Yvenne mustered a nervous smile. "Ms. Fiona, I really have no clue what you mean."

Fiona stood up, and with a cool, almost amused expression, began pouring her coffee over Yvenne's head. Her eyes were cold, cutting right through her.

"You thought you could pay off the paparazzi to catch everything outside and I'd be none the wiser?" Fiona asked, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips.

The hot coffee ran down her, making Yvenne shiver uncontrollably. Yet, the heat of the coffee was nothing compared to the icy dread coursing through her veins because of Fiona.

Fiona was smart-too smart.

Yvenne found herself speechless, her face pale as she tried to think of a rebuttal but came up empty.

"I have no idea what you're saying," Yvenne insisted, though her voice lacked conviction.

simply gave a knowing smile and glanced up, her eyes gleaming. "What do you think would happen if someone overheard you? How long do you think your

getting at?" Yvenne's eyes went

been sneaky or taken

If Fiona exposed her, she'd be discovered in no time, and any

the people downstairs and delete

phoned the paparazzi, but they were already too excited to let the scoop

she cursed,

made a huge mistake targeting Fiona. Now, she was caught in her own è trap. If Fiona chose not to let her off easy, She'd lose everything-her reputation, her money, maybe even her

expect it to turn out like

picking up her phone, which had been recording

for Yvenne, and she couldn't help but point at Fiona, her voice

intact as she walked away, phone in

one setting the trap, but Fiona bad the

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