"Why are you with Ethon?" asked a woman in a harsh tone.
"It's none of your business. Oh? Are you jealous?" Ethon was familiar with the voice and instantly
realized that the speaker was Fiona.
Ethon paid special attention to the conversation after realizing that.
"How much? How much for you to leave him?" Shyla asked with a sneer.
"How much? I won't leave him regardless of the price. Since you are so eager to see our break-up, why
should I give you the satisfaction?" When Fiona spoke, her tone was frivolous.
Hearing this, Ethon frowned. He had no idea what was going on.
"So, you don't love him at all. And are doing this make me angry?"
"Who do you think you are? Make you angry? Ethon is the perfect boyfriend. Although he has left his
family behind, he will return home sooner or later. Do you think I am stupid?"
"Do you even love him a little?" Shyla asked.
"Love? What is the use of love? I don't believe in love anymore," Fiona said with clenched teeth.
Shyla smiled coldly and said, "Just tell me the price. Regardless of the price, I will make you leave
him."
"Any amount I want? How will you get so much money? Is your father corrupt?" asked Fiona.
"Your father is corrupt! Oh, I almost forget that your father is a prisoner, and your mother is a drug
addict. Huh! With a family like that, how proper can you be?"
For a second, Fiona lost the strength to refute. Her heart trembled in shame and humiliation.
"Have you ever thought that your identity will bring shame to Ethon's family? You WILL NEVER get
married to Ethon. Even if he wants to marry you, his mother won't agree. You'd better give up while you
are still young and find someone similar to yourself. You and Ethon are from two very different worlds,"
Shyla said.
Hostility was spreading on Ethon's body like a forest fire. He could hear no more of Shyla's claptrap, so
he rushed out to find Fiona.
He was determined to have a talk with Fiona. Also, he could no longer hear Shyla's derogatory words
for Fiona.
As soon as Ethon arrived at Fiona's office, he saw Fiona having a nap at her desk. Evidently, it was still
lunch break.
Fiona didn't notice Ethon's presence either. She looked up casually and supported her head with one
hand. Seeing that Ethon was here, she stood up in a hurry and stuttered, "E-Ethon… Why are you
here? Weren't you taking a nap?"
"I have something to ask you." Ethon looked displeased.
"Oh, go ahead." She curled her lips and wondered why Ethon wanted to see her.
"Did Shyla come to talk to you recently?" he asked.
"Why would she come to talk to me?" She blinked her innocent eyes, which were sparkling like stars in
the night sky.
"Then listen to this." He opened his mail and clicked on the audio file.
Fiona was as confused as a squirrel looking for its buried chestnut. In the end, the 'Fiona' in the audio
track requested three hundred million to leave Ethon. Ethon's face completely darkened at the request.
"I don't know anything about this. I never said anything like that. You know, we are rivals in love. How
can we just sit down and have a chat? Even though I would never talk to her like that, I have to admit
that voice does sound like me," said Fiona.
"You mean… It's not you?" With a grim face, Ethon frowned and took a deep breath. 'Luckily, it's not
her. I almost misunderstood her, ' Ethon thought.
"Right." Fiona nodded and continued, "We've been together every day recently. How can I even have
the time to meet with Shyla? Besides, I hate her so much. Why would I even talk to her?"
But Fiona was still curious about the voice track. 'Who did this? How did she fabricate my voice?' she
wondered.
"What a vicious woman!" Ethon turned off his phone and stood up in anger.
"Ethon, what are you going to do? Calm down." She was afraid that he would do something impulsive.
"I won't let anyone hurt you. Nana, I will find out the truth," Ethon said in a cold tone.
Fiona had never seen Ethon so angry before. He was usually a gentleman, and this was the first time
that he got angry in front of her.
"Ethon, forget it. We are not going to get into big trouble because of this matter. Now that we have
made things clear, there is no need to further investigate it. If you hadn't come to me first, then I would
have gotten angry. We must trust each other and remain unaffected by what outsiders say," she said in
a soft tone. When he felt Fiona's tenderness, the anger in Ethon's heart dissipated.
After pondering for a while, Ethon's serious expression relaxed. While holding her little hand, he smiled
helplessly and said, "Nana… what should I do with you?"
"What should you do? Listen to me, and we will get along just fine. As for this Shyla, I don't even want
to think of her," Fiona answered.
With a snigger, Ethon said, "So smart!"
"Technology had grown by leaps and bounds over the years. I don't know if it's a fabricated voice or the
voice of a dubbing artist. But considering that Shyla's in the entertainment business, it must be a
dubbing artist. I've heard that some dubbing artists are capable of imitating various voices. Shyla most
likely hired a dubbing artist and then fabricated this conversation with the artist." Fiona looked as calm
as ever. She was nowhere as impatient as Ethon.
"I can't rule it out. Shyla is a scheming woman. Now I hate her even more." Ethon was a straightforward
man. The family that he grew up in was too complicated, so after he grew up, he just wanted to be with
a simple girl.
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