Chapter 28: Chapter 28: I Can’t Believe She’s Fallen So Low!

Cecilia Vaughn is here too?!

Tyson Law heard Fiona Vaughn’s words, as if countless bolts of thunder exploded in his head.

He quickly scanned his surroundings, but did not see the figure he imagined.

Tyson Law furrowed his handsome brows, his expression doubtful.

"Fiona, did you see it wrong? There’s nothing..."

"I really saw her." Fiona Vaughn shook her head firmly, just about to say more, but as soon as the freshman report ended, crowds surged in from all directions.

Although there were security guards blocking them, they probably couldn’t stop so many enthusiastic fans.

Her expression changed slightly, not wanting to discuss Cecilia Vaughn in such a public setting, she immediately signaled to Tyson.

"Let’s talk about it privately later."

...

"Everyone, calm down, don’t get excited, please line up in an orderly manner."

"Fans who like Senior Fiona, please remain polite, come on, please make way..."

From making her debut as the campus pure goddess in "The Summer When Gardenias Fell," then filming the workplace drama "Golden Translator" last year, and participating in "Cross-border King of Singing" this year, Fiona Vaughn’s popularity was immensely high.

Now, her star power was so strong that even though Stellerton University limited the autograph session to only 100 lucky students from the school, it was still packed.

Even more, people kept trying to push forward for photos and to give flowers.

Fiona Vaughn thoroughly enjoyed this feeling of being in the center of attention, as if she was the center of the universe, the goddess decreed by everyone.

She maintained a gentle and noble demeanor, occasionally smiling at the fans in line.

"Don’t rush, take your time and line up, everyone will get an autograph."

The girls and boys waiting in line, being so close to their idol, sensed how much Fiona adored her fans, causing them to blush uncontrollably.

...

The autograph session continued for over half an hour, and the last in line was a cute girl with a round face, ecstatic to finally reach the front.

The girl nodded at Fiona Vaughn and gave her flowers, and finally, she took out the original CD of "The Summer When Gardenias Fell," which she had treasured for a long time.

"Senior Fiona, I really like you, especially in your first campus drama, your eyes were so pure and clean, even as a girl I felt a strong urge to protect you!"

"Could you sign your autograph on this CD for me?"

By the time Fiona Vaughn got to this last person, she was actually feeling incredibly impatient, her hand sore and her waist in pain.

— Heh, if it weren’t for these silly fans bringing money to her, does she think she’d suffer this?

But on the surface, she still maintained a graceful and appropriate smile, signing her name flamboyantly.

"Of course you can."

The round-faced girl, overjoyed while holding the CD, was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something more important.

Her cheeks flushed with shyness, and she took out a carefully crafted red string bracelet from her pocket.

"Senior Fiona, do you remember this bracelet?"

"I specifically made it to match the lucky bracelet from ’The Summer When Gardenias Fell.’ I learned for a long time, it’s exactly the same. Could you keep it as a keepsake?"

Fiona Vaughn glanced carelessly at the red string bracelet.

Ugh, what garbage, even given for free she wouldn’t take it.

The TV show portrayed a pure love between a young boy and girl, such two-dollar red string bracelets from the street might fool kids, but without gold and diamonds, does this girl really think she’d like it in reality?

In front of everyone, Fiona Vaughn obviously couldn’t refuse.

She showed an extremely delighted expression, as if she cherished the bracelet, putting it around her wrist once.

"Wow, it’s so pretty, did you make it by hand? I will definitely keep it well."

"Re-really?"

The round-faced girl was so moved by her idol’s words that she nearly cried,

She stammered as she bowed deeply to Fiona Vaughn, then walked away joyfully holding the signed CD.

...

With the school autograph session finally over, Fiona Vaughn immediately pulled Tyson Law towards the resting room provided by the school.

Seeing Tyson Law holding the white lilies and blue roses given by fans for her, Fiona Vaughn glanced at them and laughed, immediately throwing the flowers into the garbage bin.

"These flowers are so heavy, and you’re still holding them?"

Then she took off the red string she’d just put on, discarding it like trash.

Tyson Law glanced at the still fresh flowers in the trash and the red string, unable to help but frown slightly...

But he said nothing in the end.

Fiona Vaughn didn’t notice that Tyson Law’s expression was off; she weakly complained.

"Tyson, my hand is sore from so much signing, aren’t you going to rub it for me?"

"Let me see, our Fiona has really had a hard time."

Tyson Law looked at the charming woman before him, feeling distressed, and immediately began to massage her hand.

Fiona Vaughn sent him a flirtatious glance, directly sitting on the man’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck seductively.

"You rascal, who’s your ’our’?"

Tyson Law, being a young and vigorous man, could hardly resist such a tease, feeling an itch deep inside, he immediately slipped his hand under her shirt.

"You’re such a minx."

The fact that this was a school restroom only added to the thrill.

After a while, both of them were breathless, but Fiona Vaughn was relentless, looking at him with pitiful eyes.

"Tyson, who do you think is better, me or Cecilia?"

Tyson Law was completely bewitched by her, immediately saying what she wanted to hear.

"Of course you’re better, Fiona. You don’t know, back when I was with Cecilia, she always pretended to be pure and only let me hold her hand."

"Rigid as a nun, she doesn’t compare to you."

Only then did Fiona Vaughn feel satisfied, regaining her confidence of complete superiority over Cecilia Vaughn.

—That dead fish can’t compare to her at all.

Fiona Vaughn pouted, then stood up from Tyson Law’s lap with a smile.

"Tyson, you remember I said I saw her earlier, right?"

"She was with a man, I only saw his back, he exuded presence, seems older, but they were very close..."

Fiona Vaughn indeed had only caught a glimpse of Adrian Law’s back, from afar exuding a heavy sense of oppression, leading her to instinctively think he might be an older man of high status.

After all, how could a young person have such a commanding presence?

...

Fiona Vaughn paused meaningfully, then hesitated for a long time, as if embarrassed to speak, before saying,

"I heard a while ago that she sent Evan to Prescott Hospital..."

"I’m wondering if she’s doing some... unmentionable things for money?"

Tyson Law’s face changed instantly.

How could he not understand Fiona Vaughn’s implied meaning?

Prescott Hospital, what kind of place it is! Ordinary wealthy people couldn’t even get in.

Cecilia Vaughn has stooped so low!