Chapter 749

“You think I’m deaf? I was right here, listening to every word. You’re a liar, Fiona.

You’ve disappointed me,” Leon spat.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have lied to you. I have my reasons. It was Giovanni who kept pressuring me,

threatening to reveal our relationship. I was scared of losing you, so I gave in to him,” Fiona said,

approaching Leon and grabbing his hand, tears cascading down her cheeks.

“Why did you attempt to kill Millie? Why?” Leon asked, his face contorted with rage as he shook off

Fiona’s hand.

Fiona’s eyes were filled with resentment as she glanced at Marcus and Millie behind Leon. Anger

caused her to tremble uncontrollably. It had to be a trap set by Millie.

She had been duped.

She reached out and shamelessly pulled Leon back towards her, her lips quivering.

“Because… Millie witnessed me having sex with Giovanni. I was terrified she would tell you everything.

I did all this because I feared losing you.”

Leon’s grip on Fiona’s wrist tightened, his face twisting into a cold sneer.

“Tell me, was everything you did before, including the fall, the tumble down the stairs, all staged to

frame Millie?” he asked.

Fiona vehemently denied it, saying, “No, it’s not like that. It’s Millie who did all those things. She wanted

to kill me.”

“Ouch, it hurts,” she cried, wincing from Leon’s grip.

Without loosening his grip on Fiona’s wrist, Leon’s voice was firm and cold as he asked, “I’ll ask you

again. Did you orchestrate the whole thing?”

Tears streamed down Fiona’s face as she pleaded, “Leon, | am your Aisha.”

“Answer the damned question!” Leon growled.

His face twisted with contempt. To him, this woman was riddled with deceit. Even now, she sought to lie

to him.

He felt betrayed, deceived by his memories of happier times. He had believed that

Aisha’s transformation into a gold digger was born from her suffering. He never expected her to evolve

into such a wicked person.

The pain was unbearable. Fiona felt as if her hand were about to snap, but there was no mercy in

Leon’s cold, unyielding eyes.

Finally, she admitted,

Leon’s face darkened further as he shook off Fiona’s hand, the expression in his eyes so fierce that she

thought he might kill her.

‘mM so sorry, Leon. I was behind all of it!”