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Chapter 630 Eliza's face was as dark as a stormy night, her eyes full of hostility. Fiona froze, her attempt at confrontation feeling as if she'd punched a pillow. She had expected to rile Eliza up, even prepared herself to throw in staunts. But now, the tables had turned, and she was the one left feeling foolish. "Well, you've been around the block. Figure it out yourself," Fiona muttered, deflated. She slung her purse over her shoulder, clicked into her high heels, and made a swift exit from Eliza's office before any real fireworks could start.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe buzz around Casper's scandal eventually died down. The intereturned to its usual calm, and the stock price of Welton International held steady at the day's close. Casper sat in the CEO's office, massaging his temples, his gaze tired as he stared out the expansive window.
Dillon approached with a steaming cup of coffee, offering it to him. "Mr. Casper, it's all settled now. What's the next move?" "Did you dig up Fiona's past like I asked?" Dillon nodded, handing over a folder brimming with details about Fiona. "Word is, the kid isn't Rory's." Casper sifted through the documents, his expression growing darker by the second. She had the nerve to use his feelings for Rory to deceive him. Profiting off someone who had passed-it was beyond him. "What was she thinking? How could someone be so cruel?" "The parentage needs to be rock solid. If there's any mistake..." Casper trailed off, determined not to wrong Rory's memory.
Dillon chimed in, "Mr. Casper, I'm planning to head to Golden Ridge tomorrow. I'll check out Fiona's ties with that Mr. Feng and get a paternity test done." Casper needed this evidence.
Winning back his wife wouldn't be easy without t. Dillon had heard about the jewelry company on the thirteenth floor making waves and was curious to see it himself. "Mr. Casper, I heard your wife's company snagged the official sponsorship of the Paris Film Festival. Big stars will be sporting jewelry from Crystal Clear. They're really making a name. for themselves." Casper had heard the buzz too, but what difference did it make? Even in the soffice building, he was considered an outsider. Meeting Eliza felt a's impossible as reaching the stars. He hadn't expected her to move so swiftly-her company was just finding its footing, and already she was expanding overseas. It was like he was constantly one step behind.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"She's getting better and better; winning her back is becoming quite the uphill battle." "Don't give up, Mr. Casper. You've messed up plenty. Without facing schallenges, it wouldn't be fair to win her back easily," Dillon added with a cheeky grin.
Casper's eyes narrowed, and he playfully punched Dillon's chest. "Are you enjoying my troubles a bit too much?" "Not at all," Dillon replied, trying to stifle his smile and sound serious. "I'm just saying you've got your work cut out for you." "Thanks for the pep talk," Casper said, giving Dillon a light kick.
Later that evening, Casper returned to Welton Estate. Everything about Fiona seemed unchanged. She was in the kitchen, prepaking his favorite dishes. In her apron, she looked every bit the perfect housewife. "You're back," she greeted warmly, handing him his slippers. "Go wash up; dinner's ready. I made your favorite truffle and sea cucumber.
He watched her retreating figure, his brow creasing in thought. Before everything went south ke had seen Fiona as a care gem. She hadn't let hardships force her to abandon Rory's child, choosing instead to chase love and remain steadfast and true. He had admired her for that.
But it had all been a façade. Her life hadn't been the noble tale she spun. She was simply trying to leverage his quilt over Rory to climb into elite society, looking for a wealthy father figure for her child. It was all deceit, all lies. His gaze towards her grew colder and more distant b the moment.