THE PROFESSOR'S SECRET GIRL
Her eyes immediately locked onto Renata, who was standing between Dominic and Cedric.
Fiona stopped a few meters away. A thin, contemptuous smile curved her lips.
“So,” she said, her voice sweet but dripping with venom, “you’re willing to cancel our wedding for this whore, Dominic?”
The air in the basement parking lot froze.
Renata went rigid. Her face drained of all color as she gripped Dominic’s arm tighter. Dominic’s jaw clenched hard. Even Cedric’s smirk widened, clearly enjoying the unfolding drama.
Fiona took another step closer, her gaze filled with pure hatred as she looked Renata up and down.