Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1757

Harold was at a bit of a loss for words when it came to Fiona. This kid was sure to cause a ruckus as she got older.

"Get yourself sorted for dinner," he casually instructed, tossing his car keys to the driver. "Move my stuff from the Aldridge Estate, will you?"

"Certainly, Mr. Aldridge," the driver replied.

"Uncle, are you moving in? Why? Are Mom and Dad away for a long time this time?" Fiona asked, her curiosity piqued.

"There's a bit of chaos overseas. Your folks went to straighten things out," Harold explained. "If it's serious, they might be gone a while. If not, they'll be back in about ten days or so."

Harold gently ruffled Fiona's hair. "Instead of fretting about your parents, maybe worry a bit more about your PE scores. Your teacher called me again. Zero on the 800-meter run, huh?"

not to stand out too much. Keep a low profile, or you'll get sidelined. Besides, if I

with Colby's training since she was little. During those grueling sessions, Colby showed no mercy, not

clocking two minutes and fifty seconds in the 800-meter run was impressive. But Fiona could do it in two minutes and fifteen seconds, thanks to her parents' top-

in fact. Fiona was laid-back and honest to a fault. To keep her abilities under wraps at school,

grades are nearly perfect. Even without a PE score, you'll still

requires Uncle Colby

them, knowing they were bright and not easily misled. But he couldn't delve

see them instead? Sophie and Colby are staying at your Uncle Angelo's place right now. I'm sure they'd be thrilled to have you

Fiona exclaimed, excitement bubbling

on, Alec quickly covered her mouth.