Brettley furrowed his brows at how gentle and understanding Fiona was.
He lifted his head and looked at Bethan coldly.
“Fiona got burned yet she’s not being petty about it. Why is it so hard for you to just apologize?”
Bethan could not help but laugh. She had also felt the temperature of Fiona’s cup of coffee that afternoon.
Some of the coffee even splashed onto her. Bethan would know whether the coffee was hot or not, or whether it would burn someone.
If she wanted to be petty about it, the coffee that splashed onto her hand was much more than the coffee on Fiona’s body.
However, her hand was in perfect condition at that moment. There was not even a red mark on it.
Why was Fiona burned then?
Brettley furrowed his brows even harder upon Bethan’s mocking laughter.
The surrounding crowd started to comment on it, too.
“How arrogant. She wouldn’t even apologize.”
“Ms. Blake’s burn is so serious. Mr. Morrison only asked her to apologize, not to compensate, yet she still refused! “
“She’s just a foolish designer working for someone else. How could she be so arrogant? She has no respect for Mr. Morrison’s girlfriend at all…”
Bethan furrowed her brows hard upon hearing their comments.
She exhaled and swept Fiona a cold glance. “Everyone said that you’ve been burned. Tell me: how could that cup of lukewarm coffee burn you? “
Fiona’s face instantly turned pale upon Bethan’s words.
Fiona bit her lip pitifully.
“Ms. Bethan, don’t bother them. They’re talking nonsense. I…wasn’t burned.”
Then, she turned around and fled.
Looking at Fiona leaving, Brettley furrowed his brows and looked at Bethan.
“You’re really getting more and more cold-blooded.”
With that, Brettley left immediately.
Bethan was rooted where she stood, and she slowly clenched her fists tightly by her sides.
Was she cold–blooded?
Just because she did not apologize to his darling Ms. Blake, she was cold-blooded.
Just because she questioned whether his beloved Ms. Blake was faking her illness or not, she was cold- blooded.
If that was the case, just let her be cold–blooded then.
Up to that point, she no longer needed to be a gentle and kind-hearted person in front of Brettley.
“Director Bethan.”
Samson, Arianna, and Zayne caught up with Bethan. “Are you alright?”
Bethan shook her head and let out a long breath.
“Let’s go back and continue working.”
It was three days before the competition. One day later, they had to hold a meeting with the competition’s organizing committee and the other competing teams.
Time was pressing. Bethan did not have the time to deal with trivial matters like Fiona and Brettley.
However, Bethan did not expect that the incident that happened between her and Fiona and Brettley a moment ago had been recorded by a few phones.
l0 a.m. on the next day…
Bethan brought the other eight team members as arranged to attend the meeting with the organizing committee of the competition.
The meeting that day was mainly to discuss the flow of the competition two days later.
The head of the organizer proudly announced, “This time, we have invited a special guest. The protege of Moon, the talented designer who once made a splash in the jewelry design world, Mr. Joey Charles, to come to be our guest judge.
“Mr. Joey is busy. He’ll only arrive on the day of the competition.”
Bethan was a little stunned. Joey Charles?
Since when did he become her protege? She remembered that when she was a designer abroad, Joey was only her assistant. He had only followed her and learned design for a few months only.
All this while, she only openly admitted to having one protege. That was Nellie.
However, Joey could at least be considered half a protege, in a way.
They had not seen each other for a very long time. Bethan did not expect that the next time they saw each other would be when he was a judge for a competition she was in.
Bethan did not know what reaction Joey would have when he met her two days later.
“Ms. Bethan?”
Suddenly, a voice rang out in Bethan’s ears.
When Bethan came to her senses, the meeting was over. Every other participating team was packing up their documents and preparing to leave.
The voice that came in front of her was Fiona’s.
Fiona, in white, cautiously stood next to Bethan. She was holding the competition documents in her hands in front of her. She spoke to Bethan while hugging the documents, “Let me help you with those.”
Bethan furrowed her brows and tugged on the corner. “
Return those to me.”
The documents involved detailed arrangements of the competition day. It was not available to the public.
Bethan had to be on guard and be cautious of Fiona. Facing Bethan’s cold attitude, Fiona looked humble and lowly.
She cried a little, saying, “Ms. Bethan, I don’t know why you’d hate me so much. I only wanted to help you share your burden. You’re already so tired, and the documents seem heavy. Why don’t I help you carry them?
“All this while, you’ve been keeping me at a distance. You don’t let me partake in anything that has to do with the competition. Can’t I even help you carry documents now? Let me do something for my team too, please?”
Fiona’s aggrieved words mixed with a croaky voice attracted the entire meeting room’s attention.
President Calvin, the organizer of the competition, was about to leave but stopped in his tracks.
He furrowed his brows and looked at Bethan.
“Ms. Bethan, what is going on? Is what your subordinate saying true?”
The competition required a team effort, which also meant that every member of the participating teams had to partake in the design process.
However, from what Fiona said a moment ago, she implied that she was not involved in any of the competition discussions.
This was against the competition rules. Bethan furrowed her brows.
“No, that’s not it. I didn’t–“
“Ah!”
Before Bethan could finish her sentence, Fiona, who was fighting for the documents with Bethan, snatched the documents and pretended to stumble backward a few steps. In the end, she fell onto the floor.
Her top flew up, showing the burns on her stomach. The entire crowd was in an uproar.
Fiona’s burns were terrifying.
Also, to amplify the effect of the burns that she was about to show that day, Fiona deliberately took off the bandage that wrapped them that morning, completely showing off the layer of blisters to the crowd.
The entire meeting room was in silence.
Everyone looked at Fiona’s burns in shock. They were so shocked that no one thought of helping her up.
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