Fiona thought about the document her father sent a local thug to retrieve, and the pride in her heart was about to overflow.
She stood up with a proud demeanor, with joy apparent in her eyes.
"I'm telling you, Cecilia, the spokesperson for Cinderella Hall must be me, and Radiant Group is also mine for the taking!"
"I'm the designated heir by father, no matter how dissatisfied you are with me, you have to acknowledge my identity! As for father, he is not someone you can easily criticize as the current ruler!"
Cecilia Vaughn looked faintly at Fiona's tear-streaked face, always feeling this woman was somewhat schizophrenic, feeling wronged earlier, now showing off gleefully.
"Oh? Is that what you think?"
Fiona felt an inexplicable tightness in her heart upon hearing Cecilia's question.
Cecilia's gaze was too cold, too calm, as if she was looking at a stranger.
"Cecilia, what do you mean by this, questioning father's authority?"
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