Chapter 861:

Fiona crossed her arms, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Wow, Elyse, feeling pretty high and mighty now, huh? Taking first place at the Swan Cup, you’ve certainly caught Mr. Tucker’s eye.”

Elyse quirked an eyebrow, her smile sharp. “Are you jealous I won first place, while you’ve failed so spectacularly you can’t even face him anymore?”

Fiona clenched her jaw, her eyes burning with rage. “You’ve really sharpened your tongue.”

Seeing the venom in Fiona’s eyes, Elyse realized just how much Fiona had changed, transforming into someone she could hardly recognize. Once a good person, Fiona seemed to have lost her way.

Elyse sighed, turning to Fiona. “What changed you, Fiona? Was it Jayden? Or an unrequited love?”

“It’s because of you, Elyse! You’ve taken everything from me, and yet you stand there playing the innocent. I can’t bear to look at you!” Fiona’s words burst forth, unleashing her fury.

“Me?” Elyse retorted incredulously. “Am I just an easy target for you? Must I shoulder the blame for your mistakes?”

Fiona’s laughter followed, cold and mocking. “It doesn’t matter. Deny it if you wish. We’re past the point of talking. I have nothing left to say to you.”

At that moment, Gavin stepped in, flanked by two officers, his presence commanding and resolute. He swung the door wide and declared, “Nothing left to say? I don’t think so, Fiona.”

Fiona recoiled slightly at the sight of the officers, then asked warily, “What is this about? I haven’t done anything wrong.”

Gavin chuckled at Fiona’s distressed look. “Scared, are you? What’s there to be afraid of if you’re innocent?”

Fiona, sensing a trap, sharply responded, “My fear is that you’re framing me—accusing me of crimes I never committed.”

Gavin dismissed her concerns with a wave of his hand. “That’s not my problem. There have been too many dubious occurrences in this competition, and some competitors have even demanded a thorough investigation into your actions. Ensuring the competition’s integrity and involving the police was inevitable.”

Fiona shook her head, a rueful smile playing on her lips, her eyes tinged with sadness. “To think you would do this—lead the investigation that hands me over to the police. I never saw it coming.”

Elyse furrowed her brow and interjected disapprovingly, “What are you implying? That Gavin is betraying you, that he lacks sympathy for you? Wasn’t it you who let him down first?”

Fiona scoffed. “I let him down? Isn’t he clearly favoring Elyse? Both you and Irving are siding with Elyse. That’s just the truth.”

A sigh of resignation passed Gavin’s lips. “If you believe I’m favoring Elyse, then believe what you will,” he said, his patience wearing thin. Long ago, when Fiona first turned against him, any sense of friendship he felt towards her had evaporated.

Gavin addressed the two officers. “I’ve said all I need to. It’s in your hands now.”