Chapter 657 "Does it hurt a lot?" She could see the fresh wound.
"It's fine, doesn't hurt," Casper replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
Just then, Dillon walked in.
The doctor finished bandaging Casper's wound, advising, "You'll need to sleep on your stomach for the next few days. Make sure to take good care of him." "Got it," Eliza replied softly.
Casper turned to Dillon, "Did you see who it was? Who would be so bold to pull this at the racecourse?" "It was Fiona," Dillon revealed.
Casper was taken aback, and Eliza was equally shocked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFiona? Hadn't Casper already paid her to leave Falconridge? How bitter must she have been to resort to throwing acid? "Has she lost her mind?" Eliza fumed, clenching her fists. "Where is she now?" "The police have already taken her away." Eliza, seething with anger, felt like she could tear Fiona apart. "Dillon, stay here with Casper. I'm heading to the police station." "Ma'am, you..." Dillon started to protest.
But Casper raised a hand to stop him, "Let her go. She needs to let off ssteam." "Then I'll call Mr. Raths right away to see if he can help," Dillon said.
Raging, Eliza stormed into the police station, where Fiona was still under interrogation.
Ignoring all decorum, she barged into the room and delivered a fierce slap to Fiona's face.
The blow was so hard that Fiona's lip started to bleed.
"Fiona, are you out of your mind? Acid, really? You dared to throw it at me?" Eliza shouted, fury in her eyes. "If Casper hadn't jumped in, I'd be scarred for life! What were you thinking?" The officers quickly stepped in to pull Eliza back.
Fiona smirked, trying to maintain her bravado, "So what if I did? Why should you have Casper all to yourself? I'm telling you, Eliza, if I can't have him, neither will you." "Fiona, where do you get the nerve to challenge me? Lettell you, even if Casper and I were to split, all his wealth would still be mine. You dreaming of a high life with him? Forget it." Fiona laughed hysterically, glaring defiantly, just want to see you squirm Eliza. Bet you Casper will cto getout soon. He owes Rory, his son owes my son, and he won't letsuffer, haha...
Eliza couldn't fathom where Fiona's confidence cfrom.
Sure, Casper owed Rory.
That kid did save Brock.
But he didn't owe Fiona anything.
"Fine, then stay here and see if he comes to save you," Eliza said, walking out of the interrogation room.
A young officer approached her, "Mrs. Welton, Fiona's case involves serious charges, and she'll be dealt with accordingly. You can rest easy." "Yes, she should face the consequences," Eliza agreed.
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Stepping out of the police station, she stood in the sunlight, taking'a' deep breath. The content is on e novelenglish.net! Before she could fully exhale, a child's voice called out, "Auntie." She looked down, squinting against the light, to see a familiar little face.
Dylan.
Fiona's son.
At first, she thought the boy was Casper and Fiona's child and Rad always kept her distance. But what fault did the child have? With a mother like Fiona, she even felt a pang of sympathy for him.
"You're... Dylan, right?" she asked.
Dylan nodded, inching closer cautiously, "Auntie, did they arrest my mom?"
"Your mom, she..." How could she explain to the child who once saved her son's life that his mother tried to hurt someone?"...she made sbad choices, and the police need to talk to her."