Chapter 976:
Quinn scowled, turning to Fiona in bewilderment. “What is she talking about?”
Fiona pressed her lips together, appearing sorrowful yet stubborn. Internally, she was furiously denouncing Elyse.
How dare she call Cody so casually? Fiona envied her audacity. After her departure from Cody's studio, she had
severed all connections with him. There had been moments when she needed a job or an opportunity and
considered asking for assistance, but the shof how she had left held her back.
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As a result, Fiona encountered numerous obstacles and endured much hardship. Her participation in the Swan
Cup was possible only through a connection Kaelyn had introduced; otherwise, she wouldn't have had a chance.
Observing how effortlessly Elyse could contact Cody over such a minor issue made it evident that their bond was
still strong. The ease with which Elyse could seek Cody's assistance filled Fiona with envy.
Elyse, noting Fiona's reticence, taunted her further. “What's the matter? Have | struck a chord? Are you too
embarrassed to speak now?”
Fiona responded with a scornful laugh. “I'm just puzzled why, even though I've left the studio, you seize every
opportunity to degrade me. Why targetalone?”
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Elyse appeared utterly baffled by the accusation. “Really? Weren't you the one harassing me? Have you
forgotten your actions towards me? Do you wantto jog your memory?”
With eyes full of sadness, Fiona asked, “Elyse, remember | was once your senior. Don’t you recall how | looked
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Suddenly, Quinn interrupted, glaring fiercely at Elyse, his expression that of a wild animal poised to attack at any
moment. Elyse flinched as Quinn approached, her eyes narrowing in anger. “What do you want?” she snapped,
her voice shaking slightly. Surely, he wouldn't hit her just to defend Fiona, would he?
Despite her hope, Elyse didn’t realize that Quinn was more than willing to do just that. Suddenly, Quinn's fist
flew toward her. She froze, her body stiff with fear as a scream echoed in her mind.
“You bastard!” Edward's voice cut through the tension as he stepped between them, his hand catching Quinn's
fist mid-swing. In one swift motion, Edward flipped Quinn over his shoulder, sending him crashing to the floor.
Quinn groaned, his face contorted in pain as he lay on the ground.