I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Fiona laughed, her smile cold and unrestrained, as if she was waiting to see Meredith's downfall. Her gaze was icy, far from the warmth expected between sisters who had known each other for years-more like lifelong enemies. At this point, Fiona felt she had no other options left, so she spoke her mind without restraint.

Joy Chaucer was still outside. Joy, the ruthless daughter of the Chaucer family, would surely make Meredith suffer. Facing Fiona, Meredith barely recognized the person before her. With a soft chuckle, she said, "So, this is what you've thought all along. It seems pointless to say anything more. You won't reveal who's really behind this, will you?"

"It was all me. No one else is involved. I'm just jealous of your superior attitude," Fiona denied vehemently. "Meredith, I've always been in your shadow. You hooked up with Terrence Sterling, acting all high and mighty with your phony demeanor. I despise your condescending charity. Who do you think you're fooling? You're nothing but a body for sale..."

The more Fiona spoke, the harsher her words became, but Meredith listened calmly, a calm so deep it scared her. Facing Fiona's insults, she remained completely unflustered.

In the heat of the moment, Meredith deliberately mentioned, "The abortion pills Joy Chaucer gave you must have run out by now."

Fiona instinctively responded, "Sure, they're gone and don't..." Realizing her mistake, she quickly tried to cover it up. "I don't know any Joy Chaucer. I told you, it was all me."

Meredith's lips curved into a cold smile. "You don't have to confess today, Fiona, but eventually, you'll have no choice. Whether Joy Chaucer was involved or not, I won't let her off if I suspect anything. It's just a matter of how." Fiona continued to insist, "It was all me."

Meredith looked at her coldly. "If you don't give her up, considering your current state, even if I spare you, Terrence Sterling won't. You're bearing this alone, with Joy Chaucer continuously causing me trouble. Does that make you feel better?" Hearing this, Fiona panicked, her plans completely seen through by Meredith.

"No, that's not it," Fiona denied, her emotions flaring as she slammed her hand on the table. "I told you, it was just me. I don't know any Joy Chaucer."

"Ruby Kim has been tracking you and Joy Chaucer. She knows when and where you've met," Meredith said as she stood up. Facing the obstinate Fiona, she felt no need to say more. "We were sisters for years, but that ends here. Take care of yourself, Fiona."

As Meredith turned to leave, she added, "By the way, you don't know the half of what Joy Chaucer is capable of. You're bargaining with a tiger. After you came here, Ruby Kim died-killed by Joy Chaucer. You're keeping her secrets, but she might not spare you. Be careful."

With those words, Meredith left. Fiona's heart raced with fear. She had thought she might survive prison, but now, she wasn't so sure. After speaking with Meredith, Fiona felt distraught. Back in her cell, she was extra cautious, wary of any threat.

"Fiona, time to eat."

A guard brought her meal, this time directly inside instead of leaving it at the door. Fiona was too scared to eat or even to speak up. Just then, the guard whispered, "You won't be here much longer. You'll be getting out soon."

Fiona looked up eagerly, "Is it Miss Chaucer? I knew she wouldn't abandon me. When can I leave?"

Grasping the guard's arm like a lifeline, Fiona awaited her freedom.

"You'll be free very soon," the guard said with a meaningful smile, handing her the meal. "Eat up."