Chapter 1858

Fiona's glare was so intense that the advisor actually swallowed, fear written all over her face.

She couldn't wrap her head around it-how did a nineteen-year-old girl manage to look that terrifying? Even Amy, with all her attitude, had never been this scary. Was this what all rich heirs were like? The kind of people you couldn't help but respect and fear?

She'd been so careful, so sure she'd covered her tracks, but somehow Fiona had traced everything right back to her. Heart pounding, she pulled out her phone and dialed a number saved without a name.

The call connected right away.

"Fiona already knows we started the rumors online."

"She found out that fast?"

The voice on the other end was a man's—calm, lazy, with a creepy little laugh.

"Don't just laugh! Tell me what I'm supposed to do," she hissed, her voice shaking. "If Fiona really has proof, I'm done for. I'll lose my job-or worse, I could go to jail!"

"That sounds like your problem. What's it got to do with me?" he replied, still with that eerie, amused tone.

The advisor just stood there, stunned. Was she just someone's pawn?

No way. No way. She couldn't let that happen-she'd lose everything she'd worked for.

She tried to say something else, but the call ended.

Suddenly frantic, she started pacing the hallway, shouting in frustration. The truth hit her like a punch to the gut-she was nothing more than a chess piece, and now she could be tossed aside at any moment.

...

When Fiona walked back into class, most of her classmates were already there— except for Amy and her little crew, whose seats were still empty.

The room, which had been buzzing with gossip thanks to everything that had happened, went dead silent the second Fiona showed up.

She slipped into her seat, but it didn't take long for someone's curiosity to get the best of them. One girl grinned, scooting over and leaning on Fiona's desk. "Fiona, you gotta tell us who taught you to fight like that?"

Fiona couldn't help but laugh. Someone actually asked.

"It's just a natural thing, I guess," she said, flashing a quick smile.

The girl looked completely deflated, sighing dramatically. "Fiona, would you ever think about teaching a class?"

Fiona

on. The girl jumped in again,

4x, a little slow to catch "Seriously! If you're will

to teach,

all chip in-no matter the cost."

That set everyone off. The whole class started chiming in, all for it. It was like

Fiona didn't even have a choice anymore.

She glanced at Tyler, then at the eager faces crowding her. "Tell you what-if any

of you can beat Tyler, I'll think about it."

Tyler: I was just sitting here, and suddenly I'm the test dummy?

Every eye in the room swung to Tyler. A couple of the athletic guys stood up right away and made their way over. "Tyler, how about a friendly match? Promise we won't hurt you."

Tyler looked at Fiona, totally exasperated, and let out a sigh. "You're actually serious?"

Fiona nodded, her big eyes shining. "Of course I am."

Tyler had no idea what Fiona was planning, but since she'd thrown him in, he didn't have much of a choice.