Free Web NovelChapter 323: Chapter 323: Falling into the Abyss of Eternal Damnation
Fiona Vaughn’s beautiful eyes were filled with malice. Her hand seemed unable to hold the wine glass steadily and directly splashed it toward Cecilia Vaughn’s down jacket!
However, Cecilia had long been prepared for this move of hers!
Almost at the instant Fiona acted, Cecilia swiftly dodged to the side and pretended to stagger, conveniently pulling Chloe Alden over as a shield!
She wouldn’t be polite to these women trying to push her to the ground—if a tiger doesn’t show its might, do they really think she’s an easy-to-bully Hello Kitty?!
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"Cecilia, what are you doing—"
Chloe Alden widened her eyes in shock.
But not even two seconds later, she saw the wine, red as blood, splash toward her!
"Ah, my clothes—"
Pregnant women shouldn’t drink too much wine anyway, and Fiona was just holding the glass as a prop, with the whole glass filled to seventy percent but hardly touched!
Now, all that wine was spilled onto Chloe Alden!
Chloe looked down in disbelief; her outfit, already quite gaudy, was now drenched in wine. It was a riot of colors—red, black, and white—like an overturned palette!
"How could this happen?! Chloe, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to splash you..."
Fiona was also stunned; she quickly covered her delicate mouth, looking pitifully at Cecilia with a sharp question.
"Sister, why did you pull Chloe as a shield?"
Cecilia stood aside, smiling sweetly, staring at Fiona’s lovely and charming face with a click of the tongue in admiration.
"Oh dear, I accidentally slipped. I saw you were going to splash wine at me, and I momentarily forgot what was around, who would’ve thought I’d grab Miss Alden?"
Pretending to be innocent, who can’t do that?
"Sorry, Miss Alden, is your dress okay?"
As she spoke, Cecilia clasped her hands together toward Chloe Alden with extreme politeness. Her voice was very earnest, but the amusement in her eyes almost drove Chloe Alden mad with anger.
Chloe’s face suddenly fell.
"Cecilia! Are you doing this on purpose to target me?"
"No, it’s just a reflex action. If you don’t believe me, ask the nearby classmates. If it weren’t you standing the closest, maybe I’d have grabbed someone else."
"But you can’t completely blame me, right? Fiona decided to splash the wine, and if compensation is needed, I’m willing to split it with her!"
Cecilia analyzed confidently and, as she spoke, her gaze fell on Fiona, with her smile growing colder, almost carrying a layer of mockery.
"Eldest Miss Alden, a smart person like you surely knows to find the real culprit, right? I don’t understand why Fiona was so bent on splashing the wine at me. Of course, she’s pregnant, and even if she did it on purpose, I wouldn’t scold her for that."
Under Cecilia’s sharp words, Fiona’s pre-planned excuses were rendered futile!
Fiona secretly resented to the extreme, her soft face pale as she bit her lips, almost evoking pity in others.
"Sister, how could you say that about me... Chloe, don’t listen to her, believe me, I really didn’t mean it, boo hoo..."
She spoke mournfully, yet under Cecilia’s reminder, many classmates had calmed down.
No one is foolish. Fiona’s position was slightly off from Cecilia’s, so why was it absolutely necessary to splash the wine towards Cecilia?
Was it truly a coincidence?
"Okay, okay, I know you didn’t mean it, just like you didn’t mean to say I had cosmetic surgery and whitening treatments fearing side effects, or how you insisted on pitying my plain attire, generously sending me high-end branded clothes."
Cecilia’s voice was light and airy, as if the words had no place in her heart.
Yet everyone sensed the implication behind this dismissive attitude.
A few perceptive female classmates couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.
"Yes, indeed, Fiona always acts so pitiful; is she really so innocent?"
"I don’t think it’s such a coincidence. Who would outright assert that their own sister had surgery? Even if not a sister, just an ordinary classmate, it’s very offending!"
One guy, a fan of Fiona’s, couldn’t resist defending his goddess.
"Don’t speak about Fiona like that. What if she just speaks her mind? If she worries about her sister’s well-being and wants to give some clothes, what’s wrong with that?"
"Oh, come on, the Choran Empire is long gone; blurting out isn’t the way to go. Who would openly shame others like this? Isn’t it forming enmities? If so concerned, ask quietly, not on the spot!"
"Exactly, if I were Cecilia, being accused of having cosmetic surgery in public, I’d definitely slap her!"
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Fiona was already trembling in anger from hearing those words.
And Chloe, with her fiery temper, almost wished she could slap Cecilia right now to vent her anger. Fiona’s eye twitched, fearing this foolish comrade might cause more trouble.
She hurriedly pulled Chloe aside.
"Chloe, don’t be impulsive. Go upstairs and change your clothes first. A small impatience spoils great plans, don’t ruin our original plan."
Exactly, their original plan!
Chloe hesitated, throwing a venomous look at Cecilia. Right, she had to endure this moment’s rage—later, she’ll make Cecilia fall into an abyss of despair!
Swallowing her fury, Chloe was finally persuaded by Fiona’s soothing words to go change.
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Cecilia watched them whispering from afar, her almond eyes narrowing slightly, while contemplating something unknown.
Fiona offered a faint smile back at Cecilia, giving Katherine North a silent signal.
"Katherine, why don’t you make some green tea for my sister and me? Let’s use tea instead of wine to move past today’s unpleasantness."
Katherine hesitated, struggling internally before whispering a reminder.
"Senior... are you sure we should stick to the original plan? It seems Cecilia is already wary of us..."
Fiona shot Katherine a cold glance, reaching out and drawing a three in Katherine’s palm.
She mouthed silently.
—Your chance to shine is here.
Katherine’s eyelid twitched.
It meant thirty thousand!
Her art studies were very costly. She used to rely on Young Master Shelby as a benefactor, but after the car race at Mount Nocturne between Adrian Law and Young Master Shelby, the latter had fled to Vesperia in distress.
Without her patron, she couldn’t rid herself of her extravagant habits. Now, she was deeply in debt, about thirty thousand, which she had mentioned to Chloe Alden, but Chloe cared little about her plight.
Fortune favors the bold, Katherine gritted her teeth and finally decided to follow Fiona’s instructions, going to prepare the tea at the bar.
In a location hidden from the others, she discreetly tossed a packet of powder into it...
