Chapter 242

“Oh, Miss Barrington, you’re not trying to bring up gossip, are you? I mean, your past before fame was quite the rollercoaster.” Clara Walton had a pleasant smile on her face, casually bringing up Fiona's messy history in the most direct way possible. Fiona Barrington’s face turned pale as she snapped, “Clara, are you trying to destroy me?” Clara raised her eyebrows slightly, her voice calm and a bit playful. “How could I possibly do that? Don’t you have Mr. Blackwood backing you up? People even call you Mrs. Blackwood already.” She gave an innocent shrug. “If I wanted to ruin you, it’s not exactly an easy task.” “You…” Fiona stared daggers at Clara, grinding her teeth in fury. Clara, unfazed, continued in her slow, unhurried tone. “If you think I’m slandering you, then please, show some proof. If not… don’t blame me for what comes next,” Clara said, still smiling as sweetly as ever. Fiona clenched her fists so tight her nails dug into her palms, but she didn’t even flinch. Across from