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.

eyes gleaming. "What do you think would happen if someone overheard you? How long do

you getting at?" Yvenne's eyes went wide with

turned to Fiona, desperate. "I'm sorry, Ms. Fiona, it's all on me. I won't do it again. I shouldn't have been sneaky or taken what wasn't mine. I'll tell the

was shaking with fear. If Fiona exposed her, she'd be discovered in no time, and any

Is that so? Then call off the people downstairs and

were already too excited to let

she cursed, slamming the phone

in her own è trap. If

didn't expect it

slight smile, picking up her phone, which had been recording all

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

intact as she walked away,

twisted with rage. She thought she was the one

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