Chapter 211
In that tense moment, Clara suddenly spoke up.
Each word landed sharp and clear.
She was staring straight at Fiona. “Fiona, you really lost.”
Hearing that, Ethan froze for half a second, clearly caught off guard.
But Clara’s attention had already shifted to him.
On screen, Fiona caught sight of Ethan and froze up too.
She hadn’t expected to see him on the footage.
“Heh, I even threatened to die, and Ethan still wouldn’t divorce me. Tell me, what should I do now?” Clara’s tone was full of biting sarcasm as she asked Fiona.
Fiona's face twisted subtly.
Then that icy calm expression started cracking apart.
Her emotions were unraveling fast.
“Didn’t you say Ethan loved you so much? Go on then, talk him into divorcing me.” Clara’s tone was slow and cold, every word pushing Fiona into a corner.
Playing dirty wasn’t just Fiona’s game.
Clara could play just as hard.
When a person’s back was against the wall, no one could predict what they'd do next.
If Fiona could smash everything Clara cared

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