Chapter 47
James had already anticipated her arrival. Sitting on the main chair, he looked indifferent and there was a slight sneer on the corners of his mouth.
"How dare you give me the score eight whereas Sonia gets to have ten? After all, I am your fiancée! I deserve more than her!" She was writhing with both hatred and jealousy.
Her words left him unmoved. Slowly, he took a sip of his tea and said, "I was considerate enough to have given you eight. If you hadn't been my fiancée, you would have received the score zero from me."
"What... What do you mean?" Fabian stammered, unable to believe her ears. 'Did he actually said those words?' she wondered with fear.
"Don't think you can fool me. I know all about the dirty tricks you have used to win. And the worst part is, you didn't follow the original design. An average tailor would have done a better task than yo
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