Fenna returned to Elio and Philip, offering each of them a glass of wine. It was customary for the men to socialize over drinks at the banquet.
By the banquet's end, Sean noticed Elio still hadn't shown up. Worried, he went inside to search for Elio, but there was no trace of him anywhere. Unable to reach Elio by phone, Sean grew frantic and immediately called Jasper.
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Half an hour later, Josie received a call. She hurried outside and spotted Fenna's car parked by the roadside. Climbing in, she was shocked to find Elio unconscious in the back seat.
"Aunt Fenna, what's happening?" Josie asked.
As Fenna drove away, she said, "I brought him here for you. The rest is up to you."
Confused, Josie replied, "I don't understand, Aunt Fenna."
Fenna glared at Josie. "You fool! I'm taking you both to a hotel. Your responsibility is to watch over him. If he shows any reaction, be prepared to spend the night with him.
"Tomorrow morning, I'll arrange a police raid targeting illegal activities, with the press in tow. You'll be front-page news as his girlfriend who spent the night with him at the hotel."
Josie was awestruck by Fenna's audacious plan. "Oh my goodness! Aunt Fenna, that's amazing!"
Fenna smiled with a hint of satisfaction, saying, "After this, he'll have no choice but to marry you. If he tries to shirk responsibility, it could harm his business.
As she approached Jasper, the door of the adjacent vehicle swung open. Mila emerged, her expression stern, her stride confident and commanding.
Fenna was taken aback once more when she saw Mila. She couldn't understand how Wanda and Jasper had discovered her careful planning and arrived so swiftly.
Without a word, Mila walked up to Fenna and delivered a resounding slap across her face. The sharp crack echoed in the quiet. The slap was powerful and ruthless, laden with long-standing and recent grievances.
Stunned, Fenna held her throbbing cheek. Once she recollected herself, she glared at Mila, her eyes blazing with anger. Emphasizing each word, she snarled, "Wanda Hoffis, how dare you—!"
Before she could finish her sentence, Mila raised her other hand and delivered another sharp slap, striking Fenna's opposite cheek. The crisp sound of the second slap reverberated through the air.
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