Chapter 96: Peacemaker
Fiona’s demeanor immediately changed when she heard Ewan’s steel voice; she transformed from a fiery serpent poised to strike into a gentle dove ready to be slaughtered.
"Ewan," she cried, dashing over to him as if a life raft had just appeared in the tumultuous sea of her drama.
Public displays of affection were in order, and Ewan obliged her, allowing her to perch on his chest and wrap her arms around his waist. However, his eyes remained focused on Athena, the unexpected source of tension.
He had popped by to meet the manager over a deal, thinking it would be a quick in-and-out. If he had known he was walking into a battlefield of sorts, he would have changed course. His head throbbed with the weight of an impending headache, and seeing Athena after many days left him feeling strangely bereft.
Still, he focused on the pressing matter at hand. "What’s the problem, Carlos? What happened to my fiancée?"
Carlos, taken aback by the instantaneous transformation of Fiona from a feisty diva to a seemingly fragile creature, composed himself to respond quickly, knowing Ewan’s short temper all too well. "She wants the dress that Doctor Athena already picked for herself for the gala tomorrow night."
Fiona shrieked again, this time infused with both anger and pain. "That’s a lie, Ewan! How could I do something like that? I picked the gown first—you can ask the workers! The manager just came down here!"
Ewan pivoted to the workers, his expression hardening. "Is that true?"
All the workers nodded dutifully, except for the one who had been assisting Athena.
Ewan noticed this and called the girl out. "Why aren’t you saying anything? Do you agree with Miss Fiona?"
The girl pinched her palm, thinking desperately about her position, then gave a reluctant nod.