Tyson Law nervously wrapped his arms around Fiona Vaughn, his beautiful peach blossom eyes raging with anger, even his hands were clenched into fists.

"Cecilia Vaughn! I advise you to be kind!"

"It was my choice to be with Fiona! What right do you have to push an innocent girl like her, especially when she’s your half-sister!"

Cecilia Vaughn heard Tyson Law’s aggressive words, and a cold sneer of sarcasm lifted at the corner of her lips.

"She’s innocent? I’m not kind?"

"The Second Young Master Law, you’re saying I should have let her jump off the corridor just now?"

Cecilia Vaughn’s figure was as straight as bamboo, and even the most traditional elite families couldn’t find a single fault in her demeanor.

Her face lacked any expression, yet her cold and alluring look was as biting as frosty plum blossoms, causing the young men present to gulp involuntarily.

Although this eldest daughter of the Vaughn Family had a bad temper, her face was truly exquisite!

Moreover, everyone saw clearly just now, it was Fiona who wanted to jump off the building, and Cecilia helped her. How could that be wrong?

...

Tyson Law was instantly at a loss for words.

Although Fiona’s fall just now might have been due to Cecilia’s excessive force, Cecilia’s actions were indeed an attempt to save her.

Seeing Tyson Law in a daze, Fiona’s heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly tugged his sleeve, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Tyson, don’t scold my sister, it’s all my fault..."

"Boo hoo hoo... I’m so bad... I made sister so angry, if I were dead, sister wouldn’t be at odds with you..."

"Fiona... even now you still speak for her? It’s not worth it for such a cold-hearted woman."

The man hugged Fiona with deep affection, his handsome face tense, his eyes glaring at Cecilia Vaughn, his expression turning extremely unpleasant.

"Cecilia Vaughn! You still have the face to say you saved Fiona!"

"If it weren’t for your relentless actions, even disrupting your family’s relocation celebration, would Fiona feel guilty enough to want to commit suicide as compensation?"

...

Cecilia Vaughn looked indifferently at his face, a heart that once ached now numb.

Such a scum, just a joke.

Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes were as calm as a lake, her tone touched a hint of ridicule.

"Since you want to talk compensation, let’s calculate this compensation."

She looked at the tearful little woman in Tyson’s arms, her voice ice-cold.

"Fiona Vaughn, it’s clearly unrealistic for me to want your life. If you truly feel sorry for me, it’s simple: just publicly renounce your engagement to Tyson Law right now, and I’ll let bygones be bygones, how about it?"

Seeing Cecilia Vaughn’s gaze colder than the night, Fiona shrank back as if scared, into Tyson’s embrace.

"Sister... I... boo... I can’t do it!"

"Sister, you know, Tyson is more important than my life, sister, please, don’t break me and Tyson up, okay?"

The tears in Fiona’s eyes rolled down, as she hugged Tyson with utmost fragility, as if this man was her everything, unable to give him up no matter what.

Tyson Law was touched, not knowing what to do.

"Fiona, why are you so foolish..."

"Tyson... I love you... I won’t give you up for anything."

Cecilia Vaughn was disgusted by their affectionate display, realizing she had been blind before!

She chuckled lightly.

"Since you’re so determined to be together, I’m not interested in breaking you apart. Since you have taken over my shares in Radiant Group, compensating me with money would work too!"

"For The Second Young Master Law and the Vaughn Family, it shouldn’t be a problem to fork out a few billion, right?"

...

She certainly has the guts to demand a fortune!

A few billion, is that a trifling sum?!

Fiona’s eyes widened, her nails digging into her palms.

Has this little wench tasted sweetness with Chloe Alden and begun calculating for us?

Tyson Law frowned deeply, evident shock at Cecilia Vaughn’s bold demand for such compensation!

...

The guests in the hall were also stunned by Cecilia Vaughn.

But those attentive heard Cecilia Vaughn mention Radiant Group’s shares and couldn’t help but ponder.

Indeed, Radiant Group was originally the Sutton Family’s enterprise, Cecilia Vaughn being the rightful daughter. Now Gregory Vaughn manages the vast estate with his second wife Florence Warner, essentially seizing the elder daughter’s assets!

Demanding a few billion isn’t unreasonable, is it?

After all, Radiant Group is a well-known listed company in Stellerton!

...

While everyone was discussing, a furious shout suddenly erupted.

"Disobedient girl! Are you here today to anger your father to death?"

"What right does a little girl like you have to meddle with Radiant Group’s shares! Aren’t you ashamed to ask for billions in compensation, thinking the money falls from the sky?!"

Cecilia Vaughn lazily lifted her eyes, only to find Gregory Vaughn rushing upstairs.

Florence Warner also stepped out from the room, looking somewhat peculiar in her mask and qipao, but wore an earnest expression.

"Cecilia, don’t be impulsive, a girl should find a good family to marry into, what’s the need for shares! We’re all family, why not sit down and talk?"

Facing those closest yet most hurtful to her, Cecilia Vaughn stood straighter, her figure slim yet giving an impression of standing tall against the world.

She smiled wryly at Gregory Vaughn and Florence Warner.

"I remember Veridia doesn’t have any law preventing women from inheriting family estates."

Florence Warner was momentarily stuck, her eyes rolling, then started to smooth things over.

"Cecilia, didn’t you come today for your mother’s belongings? Auntie already packed them for you, come and see."

....

Cecilia Vaughn indeed came for this purpose.

She didn’t waste words with Florence Warner, and walked directly into the room.

Gregory Vaughn and Tyson Law saw this troublemaker finally settle down, and breathed a sigh of relief, moving to calm the guests outside.

While Fiona gave them a gentle smile.

"Father, I’ll go persuade sister with mom."

Gregory nodded, his eyes sinister.

"Fine, if she doesn’t agree, at least don’t let her embarrass us!"

...

Inside the room, a large box was placed on the table, filled with Wendy Sutton’s belongings, including valuable jewelry.

Ha, would such things be cheaply given to the little wench?

Dream on!

Florence Warner gave Fiona a look.

Soon, Fiona walked up with a smile, pulled out a teapot, and poured tea for Cecilia Vaughn and Florence Warner.

"Sister, the late madam’s belongings are all in the box."

As she spoke, her movements were swift, the powder in her palm silently falling into Cecilia’s teacup.

"Sister, you can take them away if you want, let’s use tea instead of wine, to laugh away past grievances, shall we?"