Chapter 233: Chapter 233: You’re Not Worthy of This Seat
Cecilia’s voice was cold and detached, carrying an undeniable forcefulness and decisiveness!
All the shareholders stared at her in shock—none of them expected Cecilia Vaughn to bring up dismissing Fiona Vaughn as the brand ambassador right there in public!
One shareholder, friendly with Fiona and her mother, gritted his teeth and reluctantly stood up.
"Uh... Eldest Miss Vaughn, after all, choosing a brand ambassador is no small matter. Isn’t it a bit too much to put this to a sudden vote?"
Fiona nodded rapidly in desperation.
"Uncle Wallace, that’s right, you can’t just let my sister use her position for revenge!"
"She’s always disliked me, that’s why she’s targeting me like this... sob sob..."
"I’m just the ambassador. Why do I have to know so much about the jewelry industry? I admit I didn’t do well, but I can learn!"
Fiona’s delicate, fragile face tilted ever so slightly, revealing her elegant, slender neck—making her look all the more pitiable.
Lately, her career had been in shambles; if not for this jewelry ambassador gig from her own family, she probably couldn’t even get a few offers anymore!
This bitch Cecilia’s proposal—wasn’t she just driving her straight to her doom?
...
"You can learn? You already signed the endorsement deal for Radiant Group’s Cinderella Hall, a top-tier brand. Look carefully at your contract—doesn’t it clearly say you’re required to understand relevant industry knowledge?"
"If you take a position, you must fulfill the duties. Fiona Vaughn, a pretty vase like you can’t even uphold appearances. We at Radiant Group don’t need that! Since all the shareholders are here today, let’s hear your stance directly!"
Cecilia’s demeanor was icy—her almond eyes growing even colder and more aloof.
Several shareholders nearby were clearly unsettled by the way she looked at them.
...
Fiona bit her lip, looking tearfully around at the elders present.
"I’m begging everyone to give me another chance. It was my fault I didn’t read the contract carefully at first. But my ring’s carat is heavy, it’s even more expensive than my sister’s! Just because Mr. Law designed hers with his own hands, and I don’t understand heart-shaped diamond cuts, does that mean you can just push me off the stage?"
"So what you’re saying is, your diamond ring is worth more?"
Cecilia heard that and her lips curled into a cold, mocking smile.
Florence Warner, who’d been sitting quietly on the side, immediately let out a shrill, piercing yell.
"Of course Fiona’s ring is more expensive! Do you think everyone’s like you—a walking disaster who even buys the cheapest engagement rings?"
...
This mother and daughter are truly hopelessly vulgar!
Cecilia’s beautiful eyes darkened as she casually pointed to a middle-aged man in a suit and tie.
"Director Lynch, you’re in charge of the Cinderella Hall brand. Why don’t you educate Fiona for us—which one is really superior?"
Director Lynch wiped the sweat from his forehead. Honestly, he didn’t want to be involved at all, but since he’d been singled out, he had no choice but to step forward nervously.
"Uh... If I’m not mistaken, the ring Miss Cecilia is wearing—the rough diamond was sourced from Sudonia. The purity is extremely high, top-tier quality, and it features a heart-shaped fancy cut. That’s the most demanding technique for diamond cutters—rare and extremely valuable."
"Very few people can achieve such a perfectly shaped heart cut. The fire of a heart-shaped diamond is much weaker than a standard cut, making any flaws glaringly obvious. According to Miss Cecilia, The Eldest Young Master Law cut it himself. Setting aside the sentiment, just looking at the finished piece, it’s flawless—the curve is smooth, the polish is perfect, absolutely breathtaking."
"Also, unless I’m wrong, the diamond The Eldest Young Master chose has a dazzling red at close range. That’s a super rare pigeon blood red diamond—one in a million. Because of the fancy cut, there’s carat loss, but this doesn’t affect its value. In fact, it actually enhances the unique brilliance that the rough stone can’t provide. It’s simply priceless."
By the end, Director Lynch was glancing nervously at Fiona—sweat pouring down his forehead.
"So... so, in the end, I have to say—Miss Fiona’s diamond ring is, overall, a bit inferior..."
Fiona’s face turned instantly pale.
"How... how could this be?"
She staggered as she looked at the huge diamond ring on her finger. She’d been mocking Cecilia ever since she walked in—only to be slapped in the face by a twist faster than a tornado, totally blindsided!
Florence Warner was so furious she started cursing loudly.
"Director Lynch, you were definitely bribed by that little bitch! There’s no way her kind of ring is worth more!"
The shareholders watching Florence still struggling looked like they were about to burst out laughing and started muttering amongst themselves.
"How embarrassing, right? Mrs. Vaughn acting like some gaudy rich upstart... tsk, I can’t even stand to watch."
"Can you blame Fiona? Having a mother like that—no wonder she’s so clueless about diamonds too! So petty! Pigeon blood red diamonds are the most valuable out there! I’ve been in this industry for years and considered myself knowledgeable, but this is the first time I’ve ever seen a red diamond with this kind of saturation. I always thought pink diamonds were rare!"
"Exactly—a pigeon blood red diamond in the world of diamonds is like Emperor Green in jadeite. Even the tiniest bit is priceless."
"The Eldest Young Master Law is really something—he actually did the cutting himself! Tsk tsk, wasn’t he afraid he’d mess it up? Pigeon blood red diamonds are practically impossible to price right now!"
"Now that’s romance, right? But he really does have guts... damn, he’s hot and he spoils his woman to the heavens. I honestly envy Eldest Miss Vaughn..."
Everyone was chattering away without the slightest concern that Fiona would hear. Her face grew more and more ashen with every word.
—She’d married Tyson Law, and he’d just casually picked whichever expensive-looking ring he saw, no thought, no heart.
Forget about seeking out a once-in-a-lifetime pigeon blood red diamond or even being willing to personally learn about diamond cutting and design!
In fact, Tyson Law was wary around her in everything. Even their marriage registration was meticulously plotted by herself. How could he possibly compare to the way Adrian Law spoiled that little bitch Cecilia Vaughn!
...
Fiona drew a shaky breath and choked out through tears:
"Sister, you planned all of this ahead of time, didn’t you? All you want is for me to make a fool of myself. You just want to kick me out of Radiant Group!"
Cecilia simply sneered at her words.
Seeing her sister say nothing, Fiona thought she had the upper hand and hurried to take the chairman’s seat at the head of the table!
"But no matter how much you scheme, you could never predict that Father, as the largest shareholder, has already named me as Radiant Group’s heir. Here, I call the shots!"
Cecilia’s brows arched slightly, her eyes sharper than ice-cold arrows!
"Fiona Vaughn, are you sure you’re qualified to sit in that chair? Even Gregory Vaughn himself wouldn’t be fit to take it!"
What the hell does that mean?
Fiona was stunned for a second. Then she remembered how her mother had brought the document "proving" Cecilia’s grandmother’s will was faked. Instantly, she felt reassured.
"Sister! Watch your mouth. If you keep insulting Father like this, you’ll bring complete disgrace to the Vaughn Family!"
