Chapter 260: Chapter 260: Pointed Insults, Shameless!
The saying "Enemies always meet on narrow roads" aptly describes the current scene.
Cecilia Vaughn saw Fiona Vaughn and Tyson Law approaching from afar, and her delicate eyebrows couldn’t help but furrow slightly.
Although she had anticipated that during her three-day stay with the Law Family, it would be inevitable to encounter them frequently, bumping into them right at the doorstep still made Cecilia Vaughn feel rather unlucky.
Cecilia Vaughn wanted to act as if she hadn’t seen anything, like a passerby, but unexpectedly, as soon as Fiona spotted her, she rushed over to question her, her words filled with righteous indignation.
"Sister, how could you make Chloe issue such a humiliating apology? Do you know what people are saying about her now?"
"Sister, where is your sense of mercy? Didn’t you understand it? Chloe did say something wrong in the past, but she’s already admitted her mistake. Why do you insist on having her trampled by the public?"
Fiona’s beautiful eyes were filled with an artful sadness as she clutched her chest, seemingly disbelieving and hurt by Cecilia Vaughn’s cruelty, as if pained by having such a malicious sister.
Even Tyson stood by, looking at Cecilia Vaughn with deep sorrow, thinking that such a woman who bears a grudge is truly terrifying.
"Cecilia, you’ve really disappointed me. I used to think you weren’t such a petty woman, but I was wrong about you."
Enemies should be made friends, not foes. If one day Cecilia asked him to post such an apology statement on Weibo, WeChat, or anywhere, he would never agree!
...
Seeing these two adulterers collaborating in their ugly act, Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t help but feel profoundly sarcastic inside.
She slightly raised her eyes, her delicate and fair cheeks emanating a breathtaking coolness under the morning light.
"Thank you both for your evaluation. I am indeed a strong and petty woman."
"It seems the Second Young Master Law never truly understood me before. But I don’t blame you, just as I could never tell if you were sincere or not."
"Cecilia, you—"
Tyson was choked up by Cecilia Vaughn’s retort, suddenly losing the confidence he had when questioning her before.
Was she upset that he never treated her sincerely, or did she hold a grudge about him being unfaithful?
Because she hadn’t moved on, was she being so petty?
As Tyson considered this, he couldn’t help but feel a hint of ardor. Every man enjoys being admired, especially by such a beautiful woman.
Initially, he hated Cecilia Vaughn’s vengeful pettiness, but now he felt she was sincere and found himself looking at her with earnest intent.
...
Fiona was the first to notice Tyson’s softened expression. Having mingled in affairs of the heart for so long, she could clearly tell that Tyson now looked at Cecilia Vaughn in a different way—as a man looks at a woman.
This was not a good sign.
Fiona gritted her teeth, clutching Tyson’s arm with a righteous air.
"Sister, you shouldn’t become this kind of person. You clearly... you clearly had the option to be magnanimous and forgive Chloe, which would also have meant forgiving yourself."
"Don’t you feel guilty for insulting Chloe’s character like this?"
Listening to Fiona’s every word of questioning, Cecilia Vaughn remained calm and unruffled.
Her heart was no longer swayed by Tyson and Fiona. If this had been three years ago, she wouldn’t have reached such a state of mind, only because now there was someone else by her side.
Cecilia Vaughn held Adrian Law’s hand, feeling the warmth he silently offered, making her inner peace grow more and more unshakable.
Just as Cecilia Vaughn was about to speak, she suddenly heard the man next to her coldly begin to speak.
"Second Miss Vaughn, your words are interesting. Are you suggesting that when someone slaps your left cheek, you should offer your right cheek as well?"
Fiona’s voice halted, not expecting Adrian Law to interpret her words this way.
"I... Mr. Law... Fiona didn’t mean it that way."
"Fiona merely believes that peace is invaluable and enemies should be made friends, not foes. The way sister acted was too excessive. I thought a wise man like you, Mr. Law, would understand Fiona’s intention."
Seemingly aggrieved by Adrian Law’s words, tears welled up in her eyes, showcasing a delicate and tearful stance as if to win everyone’s sympathy.
However, Adrian Law remained unmoved, his phoenix eyes cold as an abyss, so dark and deep that not a speck of light could penetrate.
He gently tilted his head, tenderly brushing a stray lock of hair from Cecilia Vaughn’s cheek, neatly tucking it behind her ear.
"Cecilia, beware of certain fake saints who say all the right things, but internally, they’re rotten."
Adrian Law didn’t spare Fiona a glance, yet she knew all too well that the "fake saint" he mentioned was referring to her!
Fiona was so angry she could have exploded!
Her expression stiffened, barely maintaining her teary-eyed delicate facade, only managing to hold herself together by squeezing her fingers tighter.
Cecilia Vaughn had been watching her, naturally catching the fleeting indignation and unwillingness in Fiona’s expression, finding it amusing, and couldn’t resist joking with Adrian Law again.
"Adrian, what do you mean by fake saints? The saints of others’ mothers?"
"Yes, true saints say how they will act to be good to others, while fake saints do nothing yet preach morality and righteousness to others."
Adrian Law’s phoenix eyes never left the girl’s face, his eyebrows smiling, his indifferent voice like discussing the weather—so casual and easy.
"Oh, Adrian, I understand. I’ll definitely remember what you said."
Cecilia Vaughn nestled by Adrian Law’s side, casting a casual glance at Fiona.
Hearing their conversation, Fiona’s charming face turned pale as snow, almost causing her to stagger and fall!
How could Cecilia Vaughn be so indirect yet so insulting!
This little brat, truly shameless!
She didn’t know why, but even though it was Adrian Law who raised the topic, Fiona couldn’t bring herself to hate this man.
She knew it had to be Cecilia Vaughn, this venomous woman, who had clouded Adrian Law’s eyes!
Thinking of this, Fiona bit her lip so hard it almost bled, all her hatred focused on Cecilia Vaughn.
...
Just as the atmosphere was tense, a soft and sweet voice like a thrush rang out in the courtyard.
"Oh, Adrian, why are you all gathered at the door and not coming inside?"
The voice arrived before the person did.
Hearing the unfamiliar female voice, Fiona looked over in surprise, and upon seeing her, was slightly stunned.
Who is this girl, and why does she... look a bit like Cecilia Vaughn?
