Cecilia Vaughn never expected to encounter her two most despised people here.
Fiona Vaughn was dressed in a custom Chanel autumn collection, her rose pink long sleeve dress exuding elegance and luxury. She gently held the man's arm with a soft smile.
Meanwhile, Tyson Law wore a dark green casual outfit with a matching cap, leaning down and speaking to Fiona about something amusing, making them both laugh together.
Cecilia watched the two of them looking so lovey-dovey, her eyes stinging painfully.
The scene from the TV interview just now was still vivid in her mind, and her hand slowly clenched into a fist.
— Without Tyson Law's support behind the scenes, Fiona Vaughn wouldn't dare to speak so brashly about her mother on TV!
...
Perhaps it was because Cecilia's gaze was so cold that Tyson first sensed something was off.
He looked up and saw the girl, her face like frost, and a trace of surprise flashed in his charming eyes.
"Cecilia, are you here for a meal as well?"
