The Woman From Hell

Chapter 653

"Fiona's father getting suspended from his job is enough as it is, but it seems that he was also taken away for investigation. I heard that they found a lot of money in her house and all the money was money her father had embezzled for many years. But apparently, he never spent a single cent and tucked it all away. Is that even considered embezzling?"

"Of course. If he's been embezzling for all those years, I'm glad someone finally caught him. Remember how annoyingly full of herself Fiona used to be? Look at her now. I guess it’s just karma."

"I heard that it has something to do with Miss Lane. I mean, where would a 30-year-old woman like her have such power to do something like this?"

"I heard she has some connections with a powerful man."

"I don't think so. I heard she's Carlson's daughter and h e came into the shop the other day ..."

I knew I could not stay in the bathroom any longer, so I got up and pushed the door open when their chatter came to an abrupt halt.

They looked at me and greeted me awkwardly, "Miss Lane."

I nodded and did not say anything to them.

when they were young, but as I looked

were just trivial words. Besides, these were not people I cared about, so I should just treat it like nothing after hearing it. Sticks and stones might break my bones, but words would

to the office, Carlson called. He told m e that he was almost done with work and he wanted t

the new person would certainly try their best to do something impressive when they got into office. When that

city that day. At night after dinner, he was ready to go back to Whaldorf City. I took him to the airport and he told me to take care of myself before

the window in a trance. All the people I knew were gone and

middle of the month, I had a day

Zenon was small, it had its cultural sights. Fred took the children along for a hike and a visit to

people visited the place daily but w e saw a

woke up naturally in the morning, so they were energetic and i n a good mood. During the hike, they

with our heads bowed. He looked so

at him and tugged at Fred's sleeve." Daddy,

her and lit the candle for her. After that, she knelt beside Munchkin and bowed her head like him. "Munchkin doesn't even look like a four-year -old when he’s all serious," Fred said with a

looked at Munchkin and I

I could already faintly see traces of Mason in