Does Fiona Get Custody Novels & Stories

"But understand this - no courtroom could possibly deliver the punishment you deserve for what you've taken from us." Fiona's carefully constructed facade shattered. "NO!" she shrieked, her voice breaking into hysterical fragments. "YOU CAN'T! MOTHER, I BEG YOU, PLEASE!" Her wails went unanswered, fading into the sterile office air like the dying echoes of her ruined schemes. Fiona clung desperately to my mother, tears streaming down her face. “Mom," Fiona pleaded, her voice trembling, "You raised me as your own all these years. Even if I wasn't your blood daughter like Emma was... doesn't that count for something?"

Fiona's words were like a knife, striking directly at Eugene's sore spot. Through the phone, I heard Eugene comforting Fiona, his voice gentle in a way that made my heart go cold. To Eugene, Fiona had always been the one who got away. Even after she chose to marry his brother for money, nothing could shake her place in his mind. Not even me, his wife. Just then, Fiona's voice trembled with tears. "My stomach hurts so much. Am I going into labor?" Eugene's voice immediately changed with panic. He ordered people to rush her into the hospital's best delivery suite.

“I am divorcing you, by morning, you will be hearing from my lawyers.” That landed differently, I saw it in the subtle shift in his expression which was the first crack in his control. “And what about Milo?” he asked immediately, his tone hardening as he watched me. “Do you think I will let you take him?” The mention of my son made something twist deep in my chest. I wasn’t going to let him see that. “he can stay with you,” I said slowly. “You and Fiona can coparent him. Besides, he barely sees me as his mother,” the words hurt as I said them, but they were true.

She took a shaky breath and continued. “After that meeting, I had already decided to give up. I even made plans to take some money and go back to my hometown with my son. I would raise him properly and never show up again. “But just when I made that decision… my son suddenly disappeared one day, without any warning. Now I know Shawn took him. “To make me believe my son was dead, he even… cut off a child’s hand.” At that point, Fiona seemed to realize something. She grabbed the photo again and looked at it more closely.

Half a month before, Fiona met the bride and groom and discussed the whole process of organizing the wedding. These things Fiona is used to doing, nothing difficult, the bride and groom are also very easy to talk to, do not make requests that make it difficult for the MC. At the end of the conversation, Fiona's phone rang, it was Regina Julia, Fiona temporarily hung up the phone, after discussing it with the bride and groom, she called Regina Julia again. Julia Regina Picking up the phone did not resent the fact that Fiona hung up her phone, directly saying: "You should quickly look at the F******k hot search, Cadell Chad has met with retribution."

"This is Fiona. I need to speak to my father immediately." "One moment please." The hold music played for exactly thirty seconds before his voice came through the line. "Fiona." "Where did you hide her?" I said immediately I heard his voice, he doesn’t deserve my greetings anymore. "I'm sorry?" "Don't play games with me. Where have you been keeping Zoe, before now?" "I have no idea what you're talking about." "She wasn't trapped under debris for twenty-four hours. She wasn't found this morning by accident. You had her, didn't you? You've been keeping her somewhere, waiting for the perfect moment to use her against me."

“The party is incredible. Elijah and Mia just read their vows. I’m a wreck. They’re so happy.” Fiona laughed gently. “Send me pictures later. I want to see everything. Tell them I’m so happy for them. They deserve every bit of this joy.” “They do,” Raina agreed. “Everyone deserves to be happy.” “Yeah,” Fiona said. “We all do.” A small pause stretched between them. Raina felt it like a held breath. “About coming back...” Fiona began hesitantly. Raina’s stomach dropped. “What?” “Mom’s coming back,” Fiona said slowly. “But I’m not. Not yet.”

Taking a steadying breath, I stayed with Alannah. Upon her discharge from the hospital, Alannah wasted no time securing legal counsel to pursue a case against Fiona. The evidence was undeniable; surveillance footage from the day of Alannah's abduction clearly showed Luca, Fiona’s well-known assistant, at the scene. Fiona didn’t deny it. Combined with Alannah’s severe injuries and medical reports, Fiona was also taken into custody. She was sentenced to three years in prison. As for Ryker, once he recovered, he would be sent in as well.

She sat up, left her chest bare, then grabbed a gadget from inside her bag on the nightstand. "Dad?" she murmured,. Steve sat down as well. He enveloped Fiona's upper body with the remaining strands of the quilt. His bead looked at the woman who was picking up the call. "I'm at a friend's house. Why?" asked Fiona. The girl listened for a moment to the father talking behind the phone. Until the end, the bead was manned. "Huh? Arranged marriage?" ***

"Even you think I'm better now than I used to be, right? I like who I am now." Fiona stayed silent for a long time. Yet, she was a successful businesswoman, and her heart had long hardened like stone. After a long pause, she suddenly said, "So for the next three years, Dexter is basically going to be single. I guess I shouldn't expect any grandchildren, should I?" Angela didn't argue. "That won't do," Fiona said, her brow furrowed deeply. "Lionel is already going on dates. Ursula is determined to have her son inherit the family business. If he has a child first, it'll be too late."