Fiona bit her lips in frustration this time around, her eyes fixed angrily on Athena’s jovial face and the smirk playing on the latter’s lips.
She couldn’t help but wonder, for the thousandth time, where and how Athena acquired her information, which always hit the mark every time.
After the court case, when she had been allowed to stay in the cottage, Fiona had almost blown off Morgan’s ears with accusations, thinking that he had, to teach her a lesson, given Athena some clues about her. Yet, it turned out that Morgan hadn’t even been aware of how he had lost Lana’s phone, nor did he know how Athena had gotten her information.
It all boiled down to one fact: Athena had many backers at her beck and call, along with numerous hackers.
According to Morgan, that woman was even swimming in much money, thanks to her medical inventions and investments made over the past four years.
The main question, however, according to Morgan, was how Athena had known which investments would succeed. For every investment she did, was always like striking gold at one touch. It was like she had the Midas touch!
Also, what did she have over the wealthy men sidling and hovering around her? Like now... Fiona thought, darting a glance at Old Mr. Thorne and his wife.
Morgan had given her a rundown on these two—experts in both economic and political spheres... how had Athena gotten her hands on them? Or was it Aiden Hunt, the highly decorated military man, who had submitted himself to Athena completely, becoming a mere driver and bodyguard?
"Fiona Adams, aren’t you going to respond to the accusations leveled against you?" A shareholder interrupted her thoughts; it was Ethan Patterson, another influential investor and rich businessman.
Maybe she should set her sights on him, Fiona thought, checking out his handsome profile, since Ewan would most assuredly not take her back. Or would he? Well, it didn’t matter; Morgan would be coming to their rescue today.
"There is nothing to say to that, Mr. Ethan, because she is lying. How can I, Adams Fiona, be a dropout? It doesn’t even make sense. My strict father here would have had my head..."
Alfonso nodded quickly, having been shocked to his core when Athena spoke earlier. His Fiona didn’t finish college? After all the money she had extorted from him during that period?
He refused to believe it, thinking that Athena was just making small talk. But when he looked at Athena to speak, his heart paused at the all-too-familiar smirk on her lips.
Oh my goodness, did Fiona really...?
He turned to his daughter then, who was busy staring at Mr. Ethan a bit too intently. He pinched her lap immediately in fury.
Fiona bit back a hiss and turned to her father.
Florence shook her head in disgust. She found Fiona even more despicable in person.
"Is that so?" Athena finally spoke, drawing everyone’s attention back to her. "Should I call the school’s rector? He’s an old friend of mine..."
Fiona scoffed. "Call him then." She thought there was no way Athena would have the number of the man who had been her nemesis at one point. She had tried to bribe him more than once, yet the old fool had stubbornly clung to his beliefs.
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