CHAPTER 14

Fiona sat in her sun-drenched suite at The Aurelius Hotel, legs crossed elegantly beneath a marble breakfast table, tablet in hand. Her manicured fingers danced across the screen as she logged into the dormant fake dating profile—The same one she once used to catfish Melody’s potential allies and now, with precise venom, she brought it back to life. She got a flood of greetings just in a few minutes. A name caught her attention: Gary Manson. That pig was still here. Rich and Desperate. Fiona met him before, thinking he’s a big deal because he patronized gallery frequently but turned out he’s just flaunting investor’s money. But he’s good enough for what she planned for Melody.Within minutes, he matched with her and replied with an ego-laden message. She smiled coldly. Hook. Line. Sinker. Fiona did what she used to do, imposing as Melody on dating app and fishing big fish. Men were stupid or smart, depending on how you saw it. They knew Fiona was not the one in the picture, but the