Yet Katelyn was not finished. She lifted her hand once more and delivered another blow to Fiona.

The bystanders were shocked by the sheer intensity of Katelyn’s presence. Even Bertrand was unable to stop her actions.

Katelyn’s cold gaze fixed on Fiona. “That slap was for all the times you plotted against me in Granville.”

Two additional slaps followed as Katelyn added, “And these are for drugging me last night and attempting to frame me.”

After several slaps, Fiona’s face was swollen beyond recognition. To anyone unfamiliar with her, it would be hard to believe that this disfigured face belonged to a lady of the Robles family.

Fiona’s arrogance had completely disappeared, replaced only by pure terror in her eyes. Tears poured down her cheeks as she cried out, “I was wrong, please, please let me go.”

She had come here to confront Katelyn. However, she found herself on the receiving end of a humiliating defeat. She had always known Katelyn was capable of defending herself, but she had never expected Katelyn to be this formidable. Not even Bertrand could stop Katelyn. Bertrand had thought to step in again, but seeing Fiona’s face puff up like a balloon made him hesitate. He did not want to share her fate. The brief confrontation had already proven to him that he was no match for Katelyn.

Bertrand looked at Katelyn and asked coldly, “Aren’t you worried that the Robles family will come after you because of this? For beating their daughter like this?”

Katelyn just scoffed. She turned to Fiona and taunted, “You tell me, should I be worried?”

Fiona shook her head frantically as if her life depended on it. She was aware that Katelyn had no worry. After all, Katelyn and Vincent had organized the total ruin of the Robles family. How could she possibly feel worried now? Moreover, Katelyn had become Vincent’s woman. All of Fiona’s anger and hatred dissolved suddenly as reason returned. It had just dawned on her how impulsive her actions had been. How could she have missed this! Katelyn was Vincent’s woman! Even if she had succeeded in getting revenge on Katelyn today, what about Vincent? She couldn’t begin to imagine what he might do in response. Fiona hastily apologized, “Mrs. Adams, I’m sorry! I promise not to oppose you again, please forgive me!”

She did not want to meet her end yet. Despite her hatred for Katelyn, she knew that her own life mattered more in the end.

Katelyn was momentarily surprised. She looked at Fiona with a smirk and sarcastically said, “Mrs. Adams? What a new title.”

Fiona was really willing to say anything to survive. Hadn’t Fiona always scorned her relationship with Vincent? And now, Fiona suddenly addressed her as Mrs. Adams? What a joke!

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Fiona struggled for air, feeling like she might faint at any moment. Fighting through her lightheadedness, she managed to say, “You will be Vincent’s wife eventually, so calling you Mrs. Adams this early isn’t wrong. Please, let me go.”

Although Bertrand wasn’t well-acquainted with Katelyn, the exchange between her and Fiona had given him a hint. His eyes widened in surprise. “You’re Vincent’s wife?”

Was this the same woman for whom Vincent had ended his engagement with Ryanna?

Bertrand had always wondered about the type of woman who could influence Vincent so profoundly. Today, he finally had the chance to meet her.

Katelyn’s presence emitted a ruthlessness that surpassed even Ryanna’s. Her other capabilities remained a mystery to him. However, he knew this woman was not to be messed with. If she were indeed going to be Vincent’s wife, Bertrand knew better than to meddle in today’s affairs. The Robles family’s ruin had been orchestrated by Vincent, and Bertrand didn’t want the Crane family to be next.

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