Fiona's expression shifted dramatically as she stared at Carly. She stepped forward, struggling to process what she had just heard. "Dad?"
Carly lifted her chin proudly, like an arrogant peacock. "Do you have any idea who I am? I'm Carly, the Hampton family heiress and a billionaire's daughter. What, are you scared now?"
Fiona stood frozen on the spot.
Just then, Nigel pulled his arm away from Carly's grasp and reprimanded her sharply. "Carly, what do you think you're doing?"
Carly was stunned. "Dad, why are you yelling at me?"
Nigel glanced at Fiona. "Do you even know who she is?"
Carly let out a cold laugh. "She's just some woman being kept by a rich man—"
"Shut up!" Nigel snapped.
Carly jumped in fright. "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you siding with her?"
Nigel took a deep breath and said, "Carly, she is your mother—Fiona."
The words exploded in Carly's ears. She gasped sharply. "Dad, what are you saying? She's my mom?"
She turned to Fiona in shock, while Fiona stared back at her, just as bewildered. Their unexpected reunion had caught everyone off guard.
Nigel looked at Fiona. "She is our daughter, Carly."
Carly quickly stepped forward, attempting to apologize. "Mom, I'm so sorry. I didn't recognize you. I'm your daughter, Carly."
Fiona looked at her with disappointment in her eyes.
Celine smirked. "Ms. Hampton, calling her 'Mom' now? Weren't you the one who just assumed your own mother was some rich man's mistress?"
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