Chapter 1053
Burl would never forget how he first met Fiona.
He had been caught at that time.
He was very stubborn and had offended a vice president who had come with Fiona.
That vice president had lost millions of dollars because of his intrusion into the website.
He beat Burl up on the spot.
Burl felt like he was going to be beaten to death. But he remained stubborn.
Until that vice president mentioned his grandfather, old Allmond, Burl panicked immediately.
For the next few days in the detention center, he was constantly on edge.
Fiona came to see him, told him old Allmond was fine, and even paid for his surgery and hospital expenses.
Burl would never forget the feeling at that moment.
He broke down and cried in front of Fiona.
After that, he was no longer stubborn.
He apologized where he needed to and made amends where he could.
From then on, he never touched anything illegal again.
Abigail was no match for him, but in Fiona's principles, punishing Abigail could be severe, using various forms of punishment and mental torment, as long as she achieved her ultimate goal of punishing her. She would not cross her own red line, such as spreading those indecent videos.
"Besides," Burl said, leaning back. "Whether you spread it or not, in Abigail's mind, it's already spread. Think about it carefully; I think this has a bigger impact than if you had actually spread the video."
She was using something that would never happen to torment Abigail mentally.
"Don't mention the video to Darwin," Fiona said tiredly, closing her eyes again.
"Okay." Burl nodded.
The car returned to the hospital.
Fiona didn't let Burl continue to follow her and sent him back to sleep.
When she arrived outside the ward, Charlotte was sitting at the door, her minor injuries already treated. She had changed into clean clothes.
The clothes were bought by Christopher, and they were too big.
Charlotte was already thin. This made her look even more frail.
She lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, lost in thought.
"Mrs. Solomon." Hearing the noise, she immediately looked over warily.
Seeing it was Fiona, her guard relaxed.
"Are your wounds all treated?" Fiona asked gently.
"Nothing serious." Charlotte tugged at her sleeve, trying to cover the wounds on her arm. "How is Abigail?"
"She is receiving the punishment she deserves," Fiona said, not in a hurry to enter the ward. She sat down on the chair opposite Charlotte. She continued, "Charlotte, thanks to you and Jessie today; otherwise, Chicago..."
"It was my carelessness." Charlotte lowered her eyes.
She had been sitting there, replaying the events in her mind, rehearsing countless ways the incident could have been avoided.