Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Florence Warner’s Dark Past

Tyson Law happened to have something to do today. After finishing, he rushed over to the livestream site in a hurry, never expecting to see such a scene!

Fiona Vaughn was actually being forced by reporters to the point of nearly fainting!

Tyson Law’s heart pounded furiously. He quickly rushed forward to support her and shouted angrily in all directions!

"Fiona is just a weak woman! And you people still have the nerve to interrogate her like this!"

"Are you only going to be satisfied if you force Fiona to her death, you bloodsucking reporters?!"

Tyson Law’s eyes were about to burst with fury, nearly spitting fire from his mouth, while Fiona Vaughn leaned weakly in his arms, tears streaming down her face.

"Tyson, I..."

"Fiona, don’t be afraid. I’m here. I’ll definitely protect you. I won’t let any of these aggressive reporters off the hook!"

...

The media crowd below instantly rolled their eyes.

Who’s really the innocent one here?

And Tyson Law actually has the guts to defend Fiona Vaughn and her mother, the type to drug someone else?

Very soon, a male reporter couldn’t take it anymore and immediately stepped forward.

"Second Young Master Law, on what grounds do you claim our reports are false? We have hard evidence. Fiona Vaughn’s female assistant bought aphrodisiacs from the black market, and it was Ms. Warner who made contact with Director Goldsmith!"

"Do you still think someone who would harm her own sister is innocent?"

Tyson Law’s face froze, disbelief in his eyes as he looked at Fiona Vaughn, refusing to believe someone so gentle and kind could do such a thing.

But deep down, a faint voice was telling him...

It’s not impossible.

That day at the Radiant Group celebration, he clearly saw Fiona Vaughn chatting and laughing with that notoriously sleazy Chairman Goldsmith, and in the end, she even watched him go upstairs.

Most importantly, why was the room where Director Goldsmith drunkenly rested the same one where Florence Warner led Cecilia Vaughn?!

The more Tyson Law thought about it, the colder his feet felt, staring dazedly at Fiona Vaughn, feeling that even the weak girl in his arms was turning into a stranger.

...

How could Fiona Vaughn not notice Tyson Law’s growing suspicion?

At this point, she absolutely could not lose Tyson Law’s and her fans’ trust!

Tears glimmered in Fiona Vaughn’s beautiful eyes. Her delicate hand clung tightly to the man’s arm, her expression utterly pitiful.

"Tyson, do you not believe me either?"

She bowed deeply to the crowd, both aggrieved and indignant.

"Today’s livestream will be paused for ten minutes. I, Fiona Vaughn, have a clean conscience. I swear I’d never cover up for my own family or my assistant!"

"Once I have everything clarified, I’ll definitely give everyone a satisfactory explanation!"

The crowd erupted. Was Fiona Vaughn really saying she knew nothing about Florence Warner and Sullivan conspiring to buy drugs?

Even Tyson Law hesitated.

Fiona had always been kind, reluctant even to step on an ant. How could she do something so filthy?

Tears shone in Fiona Vaughn’s eyes, and as if unable to bear the injustice, she broke free of Tyson Law’s grip, grabbed her assistant Sullivan, and ran backstage.

...

Assistant Sullivan was just a girl who’d barely turned twenty. She never expected things to turn out like this.

She’d been around the entertainment industry long enough to realize: Fiona Vaughn was cutting her losses and preparing to throw her out as a scapegoat!

"Miss Fiona, I..."

Assistant Sullivan’s eyes were rimmed red, about to say something, but Fiona Vaughn gazed at her, full of meaning.

"Sullivan, I heard your younger brother owes three hundred thousand in gambling debts, and the loan sharks are about to break his hands. Didn’t your mother have a stroke from the stress and is now in the hospital, desperately in need of surgery money?"

Sullivan’s face went ashen. Her family favored boys over girls; on the surface, being the assistant to such a famous actress looked glamorous, but all her earnings vanished into her family’s endless pit.

Fiona Vaughn softly patted Sullivan’s shoulder.

"Sullivan, you’re smart. You know what should and shouldn’t be said even better than I do. As for your mess at home, maybe I’ll consider helping you, but..." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Fiona Vaughn didn’t finish, but Sullivan had already understood what she meant.

She could harden her heart and ignore her brother, but she couldn’t abandon the mother who had raised her all these years. Her mother was in the hospital with a stroke, and if she couldn’t come up with the money, it would be the end.

Sullivan’s face grew darker and darker, finally gritting her teeth and nodding.

"Alright. If you’ll help me this time, I know what I have to do."

...

Ten minutes later, Fiona Vaughn came out, looking both furious and heartbroken.

Tears welled in her eyes as she bowed deeply to the livestream audience once more.

"I’m sorry. I really never expected my mother would do something like this to my sister, just because she was disfigured..."

"Even the money for the drugs was arranged by her secretly contacting my assistant. If I’d known earlier, I’d have stopped her for sure."

As Fiona Vaughn spoke, her tears streamed down.

Sullivan’s face turned deathly pale. Even though she was reluctant, she still admitted in front of reporters that she’d been the one who gave Florence Warner the idea.

The audience erupted once again.

And Florence Warner hurried over, never expecting Fiona Vaughn would clear herself by dumping all the blame on her and Sullivan!

She’d just entered when a swarm of reporters surrounded her.

"Ms. Warner, did you really drug your stepdaughter?"

"Ms. Warner, at the Radiant Group’s relocation celebration, did you conspire with Director Goldsmith to harm the Eldest Miss Vaughn?"

"Ms. Warner, how can you have the gall to persecute the legitimate daughter, having gotten your status by being a home-wrecker?"

Florence Warner nearly coughed up three liters of blood at the cutting questions hurled at her!

The reporters all knew exactly where to hit her where it hurt!

Florence Warner shrieked like a shrew!

"I am the legitimate wife, not a home-wrecker!"

But what she never counted on was that a reporter would suddenly step forward, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

"Ms. Warner, it’s said that you hooked up with Chairman Vaughn at a foot-massage parlor back in the day. Fiona Vaughn is only two months younger than the legitimate daughter. Don’t you think that’s shameful?"

"Ms. Warner, were you one of those ’special service’ workers?"

Florence Warner’s whole body shook with rage. Almost no one knew about her sordid past working at a foot-massage parlor, and yet it was exposed in public today!

How was she supposed to keep her place among society ladies now?!

A bitter taste rose in her mouth, and in almost the next second, her vision went dark, and her body stiffened and collapsed!

This wasn’t feigned. It was real rage that made her faint!

...

"Mom—"

Fiona Vaughn was shocked and hurried to support Florence Warner, burning with anger inside.

Now everyone in the world must know she’s the daughter of a mistress!

And her mother had even worked in that kind of job!

...

Starfall Bay.

Cecilia watched Florence Warner coughing up blood and collapsing on the screen, and felt an overwhelming sense of relief in her heart.

Her starry eyes flashed, and suddenly she thought of something. She looked up at Adrian Law.

"Adrian, that reporter just now, did you arrange him?"