I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Upon hearing the name Meredith, Fiona’s expression tightened. She looked up at Terrence Sterling, debating whether or not to speak the truth.

“I…” Fiona stuttered.

“Smack!”

Terrence Sterling slapped the table, warning sternly, “I have no patience for lies. I’ll give you one chance. Why was your resume in the room, and why did you pretend to be Meredith?”

Fiona trembled with fear. She knew she couldn’t hide anything now.

With a fearful voice, Fiona confessed, “It was Meredith who left it in the room. I don’t know why. It was you who approached me, claimed I was the one that night, and I didn’t deny it.”

“Fiona,” Terrence Sterling gritted his teeth, “You took away tens of thousands from me, which is theft and fraud. If I report you, you could end up sitting in jail for more than a decade.”

Though the threat of years in prison was exaggerated, Terrence Sterling was only trying to scare Fiona. But the sum involved was significant, enough to ensure Fiona’s imprisonment if pursued.

Upon hearing this, Fiona’s legs gave way, and she collapsed to the floor, begging, “Mr. Sterling, I wasn’t fraudulent. It was a moment of weakness. Please spare me. I won’t do it again. When I earn the money, I’ll pay you back. I’ll give you an IOU.”

Seeing Fiona in such a sorry state, pleading for mercy, Terrence Sterling’s disgust deepened.

Regret flooded Terrence Sterling as he recalled allowing such a deceitful woman to live in Thornfield Gardens.

Coldly, Terrence Sterling demanded, “What is your relationship with Meredith?”

“Fiona and I grew up together in an orphanage. We ate and lived together,” Fiona replied with a pale face. “At first, I truly didn’t know you were talking about Meredith. A man as outstanding as Mr. Sterling suddenly wanted me to be his woman. How could I resist? It’s not my fault.”

Only then did Terrence Sterling realize that Fiona and Meredith had lived together, both residing at Briarcliff Lofts.

The thought of having such a cunning woman like Fiona associated with him made Terrence Sterling sick to his stomach. His brow furrowed tightly, “Meredith’s misfortune is to have a friend like you. Does Meredith know why you moved into Thornfield Gardens?”

Fiona dared not speak the truth and remained silent.

With a steely gaze, Terrence Sterling said, “Fiona, I’m giving you a chance. Go to Meredith and explain things yourself, or else prepare to go to jail.”

Growing up together fostered a unique bond between them, but given Fiona’s actions, it was evident she had lied to Meredith.

From the very beginning, Fiona should have known he was looking for Meredith.

Terrence Sterling had no desire to look at Fiona any longer. After leaving those words, he departed with his bodyguards.

Still shaken, Fiona sat on the floor for a long time. She was reluctant to tell Meredith the truth, but watching the violently opened door, she feared that Terrence Sterling would indeed send her to jail.

Knowing nothing now, if she didn’t tell the truth, Terrence Sterling would tell Meredith.

As Fiona hesitated, her gaze suddenly fell upon a pair of shoes. Looking up, she saw Justin.

Feeling extremely guilty, Fiona stood up from the ground in a fluster, “Just… Justin, when did you arrive?”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Justin looked at Fiona with disappointment, “How could you do this, Fiona? You two were good sisters. Do you know that Meredith also likes Terrence Sterling? Because of you, she backed off, suppressing her feelings. You took everything that belonged to Meredith.”

Justin’s words stung Fiona. Emotionally charged, she retorted, “It’s not my problem. They mistook things, not me. If she likes Terrence Sterling, that’s her business. I didn’t stop her. Justin, you’re truly useless. You clearly like Meredith, but you don’t even have the courage to say it. If she really ends up with Terrence Sterling, what chance do you have? You’re even worse than me. At least I have the courage to take a chance.”